The key was falling
the time was enough
the door was locked
The answer to prayers
was was behind the door
The key fell gone in the darkness
the door remained looked
To him
The key had fallen into
Another's hand
Then first man was devastated
Devastated to hear his Work
was for nothing
His chance had been
Lost once again
Now the man a waits
For another sign
A sign to answer his
Prayers a answer
To his sadness
A answer
To his life
A answer to
Make him retrieve
His humanity
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PoetryThe poem is about a man who loses his chance at getting girl and having his chance taken by another.
