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Intertwined Fate
my final fate– here i stand as the anticipation builds.
all i ever spent my life waiting for
stands still here– emotionless
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still a while to go
I was so quiet then,
standing all alone against the concrete wall
in ill fitting jeans
with an awkward bob made of my soft blonde hair.
I listened instead of speaking
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Really?
How can you say that you are a provider of justice?
You pledge loyalty to sin like it's a hobby
just to turn around with a cross in hand
and sickly smile in the next.
So explain to me how you should get to decide
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What I want
I wasn’t
Sure.
Not one hundred percent.
I knew I wanted it
But I wasn’t prepared last time
We weren’t ready last time
I’m surprised I was ready this time.
But I was -
We were.
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Between Lies and Pain
I choose pain.
We gossip all the time.
Shaping somebody,
to what they aren't.
When rumors emerge
between shadows
we change who somebody is
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Not yet.
No.
No, no, no, no!
It can't be December,
not yet.
Because just a minute ago,
we were going back to school shopping.
And now we're almost halfway through the year?
It doesn't make sense.