Blinded by my fate
Wait to see the end
The heart knows its true
Nothing to defend
Demise is drawing near
With sorrow I hold dear
Causes here or there
Hurting those I loved
Deserved is my pain
Never free from coved
Demise is drawing near
With sorrow I hold dear
Dreams of forgiveness
Not wanting to heal
Conflict is nature
Making all to kneel
Demise is drawing near
With sorrow I hold dear
Know the plight is sealed
Closed forevermore
Empower is key
When spirits restore
Demise is drawing near
With sorrow I hold dear
Excepted my doom
Fearing karma’s curse
Torment shameful eyes
Glass reflects perverse
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Author:
Merissa (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Not really sure how this poem came about but it's still good.
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Comments1
I love the stair-like format of the poem. "Fearing karma's curse" is also really good.
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