It keeps us from forgiving,
Forgetting.
It keeps us from accepting,
Agreeing.
It keeps us from apologizing,
Admitting.
It - is Pride.
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Ticking
PoetryThe struggle is real - My attempts at poetry. Why the title? Life's a ticking clock, and it only stops once, when your time is up. Between that period, from when it starts till stops, you have the opportunity to make something of yourself. Be amazi...
