Hi,
This is my first poetry
And I have a bunch.
So beware...
But it doesn't rime, sorry.
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WRESTLE WITH FATE
Don't wrestle with Fate
For it brought us together
And can tear us apart
Rip us apart
Break us apart
Without a backward glance
At what it leaves behind.
It keeps on going
Whatever happens
It doesn't think
About your feelings
It only feels it own
Fate doesn't live
But it isn't dead either.
It just dwells
Until its time is up.
Fate is annoying
For it is always
Where you never
Want it to be.
And it stays there
Until you give up.
But it is in out nature
To keep going
To never give up
To be stubborn
And wrestle
With Fate.
