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Failure

What if I don't become my ambitions,  
suffocated by achievement.
Why do I live in the future,
sacrificing the present.
Will I regret procrastination,
when I'm close to death.
Who is this malfunctioning person,
I used to be alive.
 
I'm lost,  
screaming into insignificance.
Failure would make me sane.
 
Maybe I should sabotage my future,  
I'd cope better with nothing.
Written by bobbedford
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