This is a poem I wrote a while back for an English assignment, and afterwords I edited it and changed it around. Like anything else, it still needs work, but I thought it was good enough to post onto here :P
All the world's a stage they say
We've our part's to play
It's a game we all must choose
One wrong turn, you lose
There are highs and there are lows
Like our beloved rose
Sometimes it's all petals
Sometimes the thorn settles
Be wary what path you take
Knowing that risk's at stake
So choose wisely what you be
The game brings no guarantee
*critisize it! offer suggestions! BE BRUTAL!*
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