DESTINY

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    DESTINY

    Your so distraught, you feel it now.
    Broken heart, pain inside, heaviest despair.
    You've lived your life, and never knew.
    The feeling of being torn in two.
    You say the words.
    Is that what you feel?
    You play the part.
    Is it for real?
    Thay day i thought would never come.
    Instead it seems it's here and gone.
    You sleep to see hat you need.
    You wake to prove you still believe.
    To you in return,
    The damage done.
    Your now the one.
    Flipt the script.
    Getting now what you had to give.
    The pain so great.
    Meaningless means nothing to me.
    Swallow, suck it up. Fill the space.
    Your not hollow.
    Excuses tend to pretend they're innocent.
    Doubt was always more relevent.
    Asking questions will make you despise.
    Secrets kept you in suspense.
    Answers given, lies are said.
    Voices laughing in your head.
    Inflicting you had always been.
    Jealous your life, was of you then.
    Find the truth.
    Missing what it could of been.
    Nothing will make any sense.
    Confused trying to understand.
    You feel broke and breathless.
    Replace faith with all that's left.
    From this prison you can't escape.
    Memory, everyday replenishes hate.
    Now you know what you've done.
    How it felt to be the one,
    Love left dying on the floor.
    Karma like you has no remorse.

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    wildpendigus commented on DESTINY

    06-12-2009

    I like this one, I can't wait to see what else you write will it be like you freaky like freaketta, maybe a freaky song with exotic lyrics kind like prince's old songs ? well I'll be waiting and you can check mine out also! Let's be friends!

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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