The Road To Success Is A Dead End That Is Flooded With The Tears Of The Successful Poem by Scott Campbell

The Road To Success Is A Dead End That Is Flooded With The Tears Of The Successful



From the ashes of previously combusted love
Loveless, no love
I am no Phoenix, more of a sparrow
Homeless, no home
Thousands spent on failure, lesson learned
Senseless, no sense
Like a dog no one wants, always looking down
Placeless, no place
Burden, spite, distrust, sadness, intrusive, I don't belong here
I've been misplaced

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