our gaze...ablaze, as we stare at each others face
by destinty's hate, and a cruel fate
here we both stand, and with a painful realization i now understand
as your arm reaches out to grab my hand...i quickly snatch it back
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nevewr..you made a typo its never? anyway the poem was a nice read... fate is fate its a must
beautiful, it truely was i can understand this stay with the good work.
fate plays with us to much sometimes.yeah we make our own fate, but destiny is always underlying 10s..fav 2