Category : Poems

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There is a path that’s set before us, a song that we are told to sing, however if we fall into the chorus, sometime it is not of happiness we shall sing, for many the plan turns out wrong , and yet they dance along still , making every turn with elegance , and swallowing down another pill, eventually it’s not enough , and we all stumble and fall, there aren’t enough new shiny rings , or things to buy at the mall, so sadly some end up alone and staring in the mirror , wishing that things other than beauty were closer to their heart and dearer.