Destined
Created by chaos Unable to cope Readying they blade To slice and dice Wanting nothing but an end Here I am with destruction of the heart Broken beyond the bend Tick tock on the dot Stitches all over Want nothing but to break free From the bad deeds What is destined for me? Shall I breathe, so deeply Start again Running around the bend Surely I shall mend On the path Following nafs Well they be better for me Other than the najs thoughts They whisper so silently Within my soul Well my mind break From the insanity Let me breathe My final breathes Will peace be near and dear Far from me So let it be Time to see What's destined for me
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