Hands of Fate
heart of ice that will not melt
cold hard feelings that refuse to be felt
bitter memories shone through stone eyes
hiding olden feelings with a deep disguise
can't hold on, the world is to strong
can't fight what is not wrong
strengthen my heart and soul
seeping out of reach is my control
recurring dreams of the past
forced outside to be an outcast
no truth in what they think or say
always has to be there way
voice of reason out of mind
run away where they can't find
belief and strength was rejected
unfortunate accident that was expected
can't fight what you can not see
holds to tight and can't be set free
can't contol the hands of fate
because in the end you are always too late.
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