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Threads of fate
The string of fate is tied around my neck,
A choking grip that blocks my breath.
I reach and pull until I bleed,
I try and try until I lose my belief,
As it pulls me toward my undesired destiny.
© april.quill
Ig: april.quill
A choking grip that blocks my breath.
I reach and pull until I bleed,
I try and try until I lose my belief,
As it pulls me toward my undesired destiny.
© april.quill
Ig: april.quill
