The Art Of FailureA Poem by Little MissIt seems that everytime I shoot I miss my mark Leaving me stranded alone in the dark I try and I try But in the end all I can do is cry I never fail to disapoint you and me Disapointment with a dash of failure is a guarantee with me Somehow while blindly aiming in the dark I have made history I have transformed the tragedy of failure into a form of art filled with mystery Though I always aim to please Somehow i always end up on my knees Begging and pleading for forgiveness So that I may achieve happiness But this mysterious deadly art Keeps pushing me and my mark farther and farther apart And once again here I am shooting blindly and hopelessy at a restlessly moving mark Knowing that I will never know the satisfaction of sucess
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2 Reviews Added on July 11, 2011 Last Updated on July 11, 2011 AuthorLittle MissThat one place, CAAboutHey I`m Rachel:) I`m 15:P I`m generally friendly:) All I ask is that if you read it please review it even if you hate it:P becuase I`m here to get better:) I love love love to read:D! So send me re.. more..Writing
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