Faith Far Fate
She knelt dead alive,
Praying off strive...
While she still thrive,
To bail out hell and revive-
What trying couldn't survive,
For blessings to arrive.
She hoped for life,
To live as one's wife,
But her lone strife
Stabbed her with knife.
Only in her dream- fife
Sounds cum wedding afterlife.
She never stop the stress,
To seeking home; love impress...
For life to continually progress,
But her urgency got tastes oppressed
While ego gradually digressed,
What love can't comprehend when expressed.
One thing in life we don't know,
Love is meant for everyone to sow,
Life and self importance that grow...
Light to live than blindly flow
In haste that useless urges tow...
Lost life and became her own foe!
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