One step took me to the fulfillment of my desire
The next few took it all away from me.
Every step after that I didn’t remember
It took years to build myself up again.
Lost myself in the discord of justice
So much that I turned into something
I truly didn’t like.
Lucidity slapped an angry hand
Still reeling from the prospect
That one thing going wrong
Meant nothing had gone right.
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