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Failure

Failure

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The rosy days

Ended spreading thorns all over

In the heart that slew once

And in the blood that gushed once.


It doesn't matter what happened

After the rollercoaster ride ended.

All that matters is the ride

And the adrenaline that flowed. 


The pain seemed endless

The suffering seemed numb.

But the memories pumped life

And the chats sang lullabies.


My dreams taught me the reality

And wishes taught me practicality.

My heart learned lessons 

And my ways learnt betterment.


We didn't end up as we have planned,

But you were once the choice I wanted.

It all now seems to be worth the desires

Ending in fruitful pain. 


We aren't together,

So that doesn't mean we are a failure.

You were a learning 

To me in disguise. 


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