The Whims of Fate
Love is tethered to my heart forever
fueled by hope, and yet, time has never
created a bond it could not sever.
A wish, faint and fading.
Suffering its thorns, I cradled 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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