That was another last chance, another being-yourself crime,
when I gave things another try, again I brought myself to the rhyme,
things did not work, situation enjoyed the smirk,
hard to put words together, same old hat just one more feather,
amusing how things just never came back, only I did the whole flack,
another abrupt ending , but no regrets and no mending!
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Fantastic poem!
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