Treasure Island

Alen wheeler

(3/27/86 / portland, oregon)

A Defiant Soul.ver II


Oh Fate I will not be bound by thee
mine path shall not be dictated by circumstance
I will raise a banner of rebellion against thee.
Though flawed, imperfect and fallible I may be
My heart and soul are a pure fire that will not be quelled by thee

fate I stand against thee,
like light from oft high in storm clouded sea
though the storm may rage around me
I will remain unmoved by thee

though fool I may be I will fight thee
with the fire of my soul
it is a blade which cannot break
fate you are a dragon and I shall slay thee

Submitted: Sunday, December 29, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 30, 2013

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