My Downfall. - Poem by Victor Matthews
I fall everytime.
and I walk slow.
I gain confidence,
though I shouldn't,
that's my downfall.
I hesitate, then plummet.
I know it's my fault,
and I accept the blame.
But you didn't even try to help.
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