Power Of Choice ~1~ Poem by Malaya Roses

Power Of Choice ~1~



Time that gone always treasurable
In eyes we encountered the destiny to comprehend existence
Face to face, over your ribcage
Possess the rest
Routine that substance
Handpicked
Thought in human is last to blast.
Good terminated evil
Act finished talk
We are the soul master on decision.

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