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-Hated Fate-

I swore it wouldn’t happen like before.

I swore I’d never again feel this undying sore.

I feel it more deep in my core.

My pain shall always remain.

Just when life seemed so plain.

And now things have grown insane.

It shall never leave, and I shall only greave.

This is my fate.

It shall ever constipate.

I long to set a new date.

I want to recreate,

But maybe it’s too late.

My fate is sealed.

Like a crate.

The last of it’s kind.

Looking for a mate.

But the die is cast.

Life moves so fast.

Will there ever at last

Be a relief from this god forsaken past?

-Exkai Jade Satiro-