Flaw

Impulse
A gift and curse of the mind 
I’m my own best friend 
worst enemy at the same time
I push 
prod
until
I give myself up 
let the courage take over
Drastic actions take place
of the rational mind 
I force the jump 
not ready for impact
The blind 
outcome
Time
is too short
I cannot find
the ways to make sense
of patience
Kind 
is no reward
of the chances I take
The result in my mind
Is all that makes
These types of pines
lay rest 
the urge of impulse 
of the mind.

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