Sunday, February 8, 2009

Fate

With hopeful dreams I stepped
With a powerful blow you crushed
Expanding my hopeful void
Shrinking me and my credence

Taunting and tampering
The real me
Slowly unearthing
The fallacious me

I am now a dwindled dust
Trampled under your feet
You drill inside my dead soul
With your shrouded opaque eyes

You ask me to change before it is late
Those words “I love you for what you are”
Fade as vapor before the power of
The fate written with black ink

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