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The Boulevard of Broken Dreams
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Learning from the Past All my life’s goals
have been crushed
under my feet
like fallen leaves.
What once seemed
so green with promise
has withered with
the changing seasons.
I feel the crunch
beneath toes as
the chill of failure
shakes my bones.
This pile of foliage
overwhelms me;
I fear the process
of sweeping away.
Slowly, I pick up
the remnants of
my broken dreams,
and move forward.
I leave regret in
the wake of the fall
and march on
towards springtime.
Rewrite 2012
All of life’s goals
have been crushed
under my feet
like fallen leaves.
What once seemed
so green with promise
has withered with
the changing seasons.
I feel the crunch
beneath my toes
as the chill of failure
shakes my bones.
This pile of foliage
overwhelms me;
I fear the process
of sweeping away.
Slowly, I pick up
the remnants of
my broken dreams,
and move forward.
I leave regret in
the wake of the fall
and march on
towards springtime.
