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Spiritual_Lie2563 t1_j4xxbjj wrote

It used to be that I had all of the time in the world

to make my name

That was yesterday

It used to be that your honors kept being unfurled

now I ended up tame

youth has gone away

And the hopes that I would reach you

have faded like a sun-bleached poster

gone

with the coming of the dawn

Used to think I'd die before I grow old

Now I'm old before I die

No matter how hot blooded I get in the cold

More proof that I couldn't be the guy

And all the thoughts that I could reach you

making me able to chill the most here

sacrificed

and I still don't get to make nice

I emerge to shaking,

never making any sense

a victorious secret

made up to be in the past tense

And all the hopes that I could reach you

Won't happen until I'm on my cloud

Life just had me plowed

Youth is over, too damn sober to let it go

The cocoon's open, the dream must go then, to let you know

To let you know

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atcroft t1_j5xg3y8 wrote

Enjoyed it.

If you want to have it retain your line lengths rather than trying to flow them together, place 2-3 spaces at the end of the line. That can turn:

Line 1 Line 2 Line 3

into:

Line 1
Line 2
Line 3

(The only difference in the above is that the second set had three (3) spaces at the end of the line.)

Hope that might be useful.

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moinatx t1_j60pt9e wrote

"a victorious secret made up to be in the past tense." I love this line. This poem has a great spoken word quality to it. Enjoyed reading it.

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