isn't it sad how fast life can take a wrong turn. just throwing the directions toward success out the window, leading you toward a dead end called failure. but maybe, just maybe this was the right way. success isn't a long road that never ends; it has to end at some point. and at that end, is nothing. a dead end. don't you know why people call these wrong turns "dead ends?". and no matter how high we strive to climb, it seems that the dead end is endless. it boxes you in, not being able to turn back. life with no mistakes leading to a dead end must not be a life at all i thought. because in those in eyes; everything is just a failure. oh, but oh, "failure leads to success" they say. but both sides lead to the end of a death.
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devoid of color // slow updates
Poetry❂book one of the "colorful injections" series. book two: bring color to my skies a jumble of words that coexist into ink that bleeds through the pages and hallucinated lines into messily painted poetry. //cover by @ImmortalImpulse
