Vasto Grom

(01/19/1990 / Houston, TX)

Coin Of Fate


In my hand is my coin of fate
It tells me at who I am to project my hate

With just a flip of the coin we shall see
What fate has determined what is your destiny

On one side is written of forgiviness and prayer
The other side is covered in scratches and shown little care

If me catching the side with prayer is your fate
Then you will be left alone and safe from my hate

But if the side displayed is the latter
Then save your breathe for your pleas will not matter

You will meet the side of me that is deaf to your cries
And know that anyone who meet this twisted being inside me dies

So, now let us play my little game
Let us see what fate has in store

*Flips the coin*

Well, it seems that I will stay tame
What say we play once more

Submitted: Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, February 21, 2012

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