Fate At Its Most Sadistic Wrought This Moral Wreckage - Poem by Scarlotte Ibis
Fate at its most sadistic wrought this moral wreckage,
its pleasures hath dangled you before me and taken you away
leaving me in a tortured mindmess of madness before you,
with my heart on the same ground we've both walked
but at different times and different paces.
So, if shall I wait patiently for the unfolding of future,
will I perhaps run into you again someday?
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