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    The Great Mistake
    The Great Mistake
    The Great Mistake
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    The Great Mistake

    By Avalanche

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    What happens when that one person comes along...who changes everything? What do you do after you've made the biggest mistake of your life?

    You move forward.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAvalanche
    Release dateMay 25, 2015
    ISBN9781536578768
    The Great Mistake
    Author

    Avalanche

    About the Author Avalanche, also known as Daniel, is a writer, poet, and language enthusiast from Los Angeles, California. He served in the United States Army for seven and a half years and has deployed to Afghanistan three times. He currently lives and travels all over the world while writing books and blog posts. You can follow him on Facebook (www.facebook.com/theadventuresofavalanche), Instagram (@theadventuresofavalanche), on his blog (www.theadventuresofavalanche.wordpress.com), YouTube (The Adventures of Avalanche) and on Twitter (@thrlavalanche).

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      Book preview

      The Great Mistake - Avalanche

      The End of Your Story

      Let us explore a chapter that has closed,

      A story of a man who was supposed

      To be a leader, til he fell from grace;

      But he got up, and then resumed his place.

      Enter the protagonist, the one

      Whose tale this is, the chapter just begun.

      He takes the stage, and all who see him know

      That by the story’s end, this man will grow.

      This story, now, is different than most,

      For our protagonist, our man, the host,

      Becomes antagonist as well. So now

      Begins a tale of growth, and this is how:

      Now see the neutral character, stage right,

      Enter the tale, one cold and snowy night.

      The year begins, and so begins the tale

      Of what would happen in that stormy gale.

      The neutral, one day, catches leader’s eye,

      And they begin a friendship doomed to die.

      As they are taken half a world away,

      The plot then thickens with the words he’d say.

      Now see, the neutral character begin

      To notice it as well; our leader’s sin

      Was speaking to the neutral what he thought

      When instead, his mouth to shut he ought.

      Although the neutral did not speak the same,

      He also played not our old leader’s game.

      He trusted to another what was said,

      And from that one the truth of it then spread.

      So here the story reaches its climax,

      Our character ashamed by all his acts.

      Unkind but soon repentant, he would fall;

      In one foul swoop the leader shattered all.

      And so then burdened with the words he spoke,

      Our character becomes the story’s joke -

      That is, until he gets back on his feet,

      And dusting off, his life again turns sweet.

      Accepting that he cannot blame his state

      For what he’s done, for climbing that gold gate,

      Instead he blames himself for how he acts,

      And for his current, present circumstance.

      He later knows what he must do, and so

      He learns from what he did, begins to grow,

      And shares his lessons learned, scrawled in a book,

      There waiting to be read by those who look.

      For those who read this story, read between

      The lines, and your own lessons from it glean;

      For if we learn, but do not share them, no

      Amount of trials enable us to grow.

      Crushed

      Just as seasons past

      Have come and gone,

      Loves have been lost

      And battles fought and won,

      The dreams I have with you

      Don’t serve me much;

      Because of you,

      My mind and heart are crushed.

      Instead of feeling

      As I felt for you,

      You love me like a friend.

      That’s nothing new.

      But friends are never

      Hard to come by, so

      My heart wants something deeper, not shallow.

      I’m happy that

      You’ve found the one you sought,

      But now my heart

      With loneliness is wrought.

      I thought I’d be

      Your prince, your knight, your man,

      But now I know

      I’m just your back-up plan.

      So now I search again

      For that one thing

      That makes us laugh and smile,

      And makes us sing.

      Fooled by my lonely heart,

      My brain will rush

      To find another

      On whom I can crush.

      Though you don’t know it yet,

      You spun me round

      And these days, you only

      Bring me down.

      But maybe if you read this,

      Then you’ll know

      That rushing, crushing,

      I have let you go.

      I find my way back

      To the benches where

      We shared our cigarettes

      And laughing stares.

      You’re still my friend,

      And still you make me blush,

      But you’re no longer

      My love, nor my crush.

      Agitation of the Soul

      What pains me now, what strikes me hard and deep,

      Before the words can come or tears can start,

      Before the memories I just can’t keep

      Are thrown away, are scattered, torn apart -

      What pains me now is not an aching heart

      Or missing pieces stranded from the whole.

      What causes my distress in every part

      Is simply agitation of the soul.

      It has been said that what we sow, we reap,

      Though if I’m meant to feel this pain, so tart,

      So sour, so bitter, the pain that haunts my sleep,

      Though not for any wrong of mine, nor art,

      And

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