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Swinging For The Fences
A swing and a miss.
Sometimes disappointments do exist.
Sometimes things aren't fair.
Challenges arise.
And failures happen before ones very eyes.
But in the end it doesn't matter if you gave it your all.
Mission impossible.
We can not conquer destiny.
Beat it back with a stick if you think you can.
But still what will be will be.
You can hate the irony of it.
You can bow down in acceptance.
And continue on in a different direction.
In a split second we have a mental dissection.
The hated rejections.
The bluest complexion.
The sadness becomes like an injection.
Everyone needs their fill.
The realest know whats real.
Some wounds will just not heal.
poem
by
Ace Of Black Hearts
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