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Click hereRoads less traveled are the ones for my feet
To tread upon, step by weary step
Stumbling from the uneven pavement
Catching myself before falling
Only to stumble yet again and skin my knee
Fresh sticky blood running downward
Landing drops upon my tired toes
Go unnoticed as I walk forth
Road curving and twisting as a carnival ride
Seemingly endless in my blurry sight
Leading me onward to life
Love and laughter; trials and sadness
Looming ahead like the ending
Of a movie or a fine meal
That last bite of dessert
But give me the road less traveled
For the other choice is the norm
Where I have never belonged.
of well-crafted images in this piece. I think many of them would be emphasized and benefit from a few more periods in the mix, or a few choice end-of-line pauses. Good write