Life.
The utter regret.
The thickness of threat.
The advantage of winning.
Or slimming on step closer to the edge.
It's a race to the finish.
So get rid of your timidness.
'Cause you're going to have to maintain.
Because not like the board-game.
This is,
Your Life.
utter regret, this is life, good one. Please read my poems and comment.
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Sounds like you are a player, a true life slayer! GREAT STUFF! ! ! ! Keep them flowing out,2 us