Borrowed Time
out of destine's hands,
limited by the law of this lands.
not ours to own,
better living yet unknown.
desperate to grasp;
many wants to last,
humility of patience,
both strengthens in silence.
mourning for it is a waste,
tested in haste.
can not be controlled,
most slippery as it unfolds.
is never enough,
you can never be too tough.
troubles in troubled times;
even when sublime,
more important to outlast,
so hard not to pass.
an accidental ending to a coincidental story.
setting or your right path to destiny!
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