Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Fictitious Living

Ordained Circumstances condition my fate
Desperate for a mediator before I enervate
Suitable moments abound that I can't control
Pursuit of a satisfying existence *tugs at my soul
The continuum of experience fails to make me whole
Trying to gain a sense of worth
But by my unrighteous birth
In an embellished existence.... I can only acquire
What leads me to fire.

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