3 Seconds
tired of life
spending every dime
on fullfilling the last thought in my mind
putting away my dreams
for the 3 seconds of happiness it seems
life still rejects still accepts
whatever i have doesnt matter unless
i become the best
and end up less
not even halfway
i guess
3 seconds is as good as it gets
poem by Chip Reed
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