Life said I should be a gentleman
why can't it be gentle
while I strive to be a gent.
Life deserves together
only sincerity can get-her
living is impossible without her.
Life cannot be forgotten
I might have said I forgot
but, I know its hope I look for.
Life is a never-ending compromise
what's a broken promise
I keep searching for a mise.
The poem is writing in Diminishing Verse.
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