Mathew Pugh Poet ABC

Rebels of Fate

All we are is our broken past
 Threw everything we weren’t supposed to last
 Our hearts like broken glass
 Proof that our souls died very fast
  
 Cold metal, our best friends
 With these blades we will meet our ends
  
 Self hate is the song we sing
 The fallen angels take wing
 Gash\scratch doesn’t matter
 We are dead inside and shall be revived by the pain
  
 We are the rebels of fate
 The ones that everyone hate
 So ripped off
 So stepped on

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Beata Agustin November 12, 2025 at 11:15 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Skat A January 30, 2016 at 7:29 PM Mathew, A great pleasure to find and read your pen today. Love -- SKAT