Blood.........
Snow.......
Ice........
Fire........
We are truly of savage nature,
For we can only follow in the footsteps of our destiny,
We are bound to this path,
As if we were shackled slaves,
The pathetic, illiterate, tormented dark tones of the world,
We are dragged along,
Kicking, screaming, resisting,
Fighting the inevitability of our predetermined path,
As we edge our way closer to our fate,
To the predetermined conclusion to our novel,
An end to all our suffering,
An end to end our lives'.......
*Note: Mortality. Inevitability. Destiny. Fate. We deal with being human each day, we are all together in our never ending journey to tell our story. We are constantly changing our lives and our thoughts because we believe that we will always have control over our lives. Yet, we are simply being guided by a beaten path that will run its course, according to whatever power decides that it is our time.
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Some Things Never Change: A Book Dedicated to Absolutely Nothing At All
RandomA book dedicated to thoughts, poems, stories, questions, answers, recipes. All sorts of fuckery happening up in here. Also, ignore my very ambiguous and sarcastic title. I do have a very cynical and often bitter sense of humor. Anyways, there are st...
