Fate Again.
fate again.
The heart goes cold.
The heart grows old.
The repetition of moments be it trembling or joyous.
The heart loses it all in the end.
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My prayers, oh God,
seem to be answered
by the devil.
When I prayed to make my momma proud,
she was taken instead.
And when I asked for the voices
inside me to quiet,
they raged,
trying to burn this
little brain of mine,
ordering me to do
things,
things that could drive me insane.
God,
should I pray in an opposite manner now?
THEY SAY THAT the weak have no right to say no but, who affirms that there yes is not a NO ?
War has come. Where is my artillery? We have failed, drastically, to reach a truce with life. So now, let the war begin. I am not afraid.
Things don’t work like that. Things aren’t seen in eyes not yours. Things are not forced. Things are things and we know not who’s right or wrong until mistakes are made.
Day of Fate.
Be natural Be plain Be comfortable Be all out.
And they blamed God for the atrocities they inflicted on themselves, human to human.
They asked why He looked on as they dismantled each other.
They couldn't even use right the thing they bragged about: free will.
"God, intervene" - their excuses are their acceptances that they can't be without You.
This imaginary dream,
it remains a sacrosanct to me. Unassailable yet, unbearable.
However please, do not awake me.
Do not save me.
Let me die in my dream, Let me be buried in it.
For strangers will soon admire the blossoming roses besides my tombstone and in the end it would have meant something to even just dream.
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