The Horrible Image Of Failure Poem by Aston Marley

The Horrible Image Of Failure



Waking up on sunday morning from the pandemonium sound of fear and doubt, a brand new day with fresh challenges ahead. My mentor told me to avoid gold diggers, but it's hard to deflect failure when you're a goal getter.

I want the goodies of life on my plate, but success don't come easy without be frustrate and irritate, many dreams die from failure malnutrition and commotion when one care about motivation. There's time to dream, and time to jump into action for the future.

Sitting on the front row of life while waiting patiently for the arrival of my success, it's unwise to give up on your dreams and ambitions; get your daily dose of motivation, and be free from failure infection. The future is bright only when you walk in the light of your dreams.

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