The Whims Of Fate
Love is tethered to my heart forever;
fueled by trust, and yet, trust has never
created a bond; time could not sever.
A wish, faint and fading.
Suffering its thorns, I embraced a rose:
and in the throes of ecstasy, time froze;
that's why it's called spellbinding, I suppose.
A wish, faint and fading.
Happiness is an elusive feeling
when a hurting heart, in need of healing,
confronts the truth; trust has been concealing.
A wish, faint and fading.
I plunge into the depths of depression
wherein shadows become an obsession:
and reality's subject to question.
A wish, faint and fading.
I seek someone to share my heart and soul;
allowing me to relinquish control
to the whims of fate, and for once, feel whole.
A wish, faint and fading.
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