Where is fun without the risk?
One day we'll feel deaths sweet kiss
There's no telling what it'll bring
Is fate not such a fleeting thing?
May it be with a y'all or a bonsoir
You may think you've done good so far
I can't say when it will ring
Is fate not such a fleeting thing?
I have no regrets, and yet
I just can't help but fret
Sometimes you can't bring down the evil king
Is fate not such a fleeting thing?
People say they know what will come
Long before it's said and done
Such a strange happening
Is fate not such a fleeting thing?
Many men with a strong heart
I bet there's a woman who can tear it apart
Why do they do this thing
Is fate not such a fleeting thing?
You may hear "peace, not war"
But it's nothing I haven't heard before
Why can't they sing to a different string
Is fate not such a fleeting thing?
Now of course, the end is nigh
Yet they're still out there getting high
Sorry that I keep repeating
But is fate not such a fleeting thing?
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Gray's Sick Poetry
PoetrySome poetry of the highest class. I should clarify, some of it is kinda weird, but it has its moments.
