Fate - Poem by Michaela Sorensen
Will you come and sit with me.
As fate intended you to do,
Will you make the right choose?
And let fate bring you through.
Or will you sit upon your rock,
And let fate just fly by.
Or will you leave,
While taking fates hand.
Then your future arise,
To take a stand.
to the demons in you,
with angels by your side.
Through good and bad,
Take fates hand.
Then make your spirit rise,
And leave it up to fate above,
And say good night to the one you love.
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