Pros and Cons
Growing up,
I would list,
All the pros and cons,
Of all my decisions.
Gum or candy?
This toy or that one?
Then I stopped.
Because one dy,
I listed the pros and cons of life.
There were far too many cons.
And only one pro.
The one thing stopping me,
Was that I didn't want to hurt you when I left.
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