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Preordained

I trudge along the narrow winding streets Looking back now and then as my heart faster beats Hoping against hope that I have left behind The searing pain of my faults, relentless and unkind I see myself always there staring back at me Coercing me, punishing me, for the world to see A constant reminder to all, of the fate I have carved What should have been, could have been, like a life cut in half I turn away as if avoiding a dream so cruel Telling the other me that I am the winner of the duel But as I hurl these words with all my might I see my other self standing and smiling so bright Cause I know as he knows the real winner so true Its not me nor him nor our life so blue I lament the fool in me taking long to realize You can't beat your destiny which is your life in disguise

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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