Tilted on A Fence

Knock knock who is there?

A choice.

A choice who?

A choice to love or a choice to hate. 

They say the grass is greener on the other side of the fence.

Is that because the soil is rich where there is love.

So how about you place your left foot in the dirt and put your right foot where the grass is pleasing.

Have your cake and eat it too.

Yes that's what u should do. And when reality kicks in, don't blame the poet.. simply blame a person named (insert your name here).

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