Monday, May 21, 2012


I hold destiny by the hand
I lead her
She leads me

Together we are trying to escape the infrastructure
The catacombs of our doings
These decaying urban ruins

Destiny is easy to lose sight of
She slips free of my hand sometimes
And goes off to be with all the small, wondrous things

I am left to fend off the shadows
The demons that haunt
Who distort destiny

When the shadows pull her frown
I must run to catch my destiny
When she is dragged down

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