Unforgiven
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Last published Thu, Apr 4, 2019
Some people are born into the light.
Many search for it.
Most people find the light.
A few turn to darkness.
But never born to darkness.
Some say curses don't exist.
Others say luck doesn't exist.
'You've simply been dealt a bad hand'.
If curses aren't real, then I can't be cursed.
I was damned.
Some would call my condition a blessing.
It's not.
Fate may or may not be real, I'm not sure yet.
But no matter what you call me, I'm different.
I tried to find the light.
I was rejected.
I didn't choose darkness.
It chose me
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