This is a poem that contains a lot of truth.
The part about procrastination is what hits me. If I procrastinate, everything I know and learn will rot. As someone who's guilty of doing that so many times, I felt the sting. Don't feel bad, poems are suppose to generate feelings and such.
Great work!
I am also very guilty of that, i have so many ideas and concepts written down that i never worked on. Procrastination really is a killer of dreams. Im glad my work made you feel something, thanks for reading
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