Fate

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    Fate

     The soft cloud of misery rolls over me
    It caresses me like a lost lover
    Breathing deeply fire seeps into my chest
    Sharper as it moves into my soul
    It mixes with hopes and dreams
    Darkness wins this battle
    There will be no light left
    Lost in this nightmare
    Surrounded by the fury
    Red with black mixes and swirls
    Torn open from the pain
    My crimson blood seals my fate

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    monkyntz commented on Fate

    07-09-2009

    very nicely writen i really enjoyed it the line caresses me like a lost lover was great could really feel what you were feeling
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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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    The Struggle 2 07/01/2009
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