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sitting among the multitude
up here in the solitude
now there is no gratitude
I speculate and contemplate
on choices I hesitate
now I often designate
if one would go back in time
was there a choice left behind
something I could see but blind
was there a love that was forbidden
or a deed better left hidden
a different life that was worth living
in this life I traversed the maze
a hidden path covered in haze
on greener pasture I could now graze
with nothing but time to lament
when I lost this main event
for my mind now to torment
if I had gone to college
and had acquired some knowledge
wouldn't be standing on this ledge
with only one choice left to make
one more tiny step to take
for this end I can not fake
I rolled the dice and I lost
now I have to pay the cost
let my grave cover with frost
nothing left now it's all done
it's been real it's been fun
now my last trip has begun
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| Writing Prompt |
Many people talk about what they wanted to do with their lives... what they should have done, the lives they almost lived. Write a poem that captures this. |
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