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From the day we are born we are cursed with a fate
From that early time we don't understand
Once older we attempt to realize our curse
At the feet of heaven we finally do
From the day we are born we are cursed with a destiny
Is it a small worthless destiny
Look and it will lead to a quest you regret you ever took
The only true destiny is the one broken and molded with your own hands
From the day we are born we are given a curse of life
Depending from which crib you come from life could buy your curse
A golden crib is a crib worth while you may not be rich but you have a home
The sand crib is given to those unfortunate people with a burden to live
From the day you are born you are given a gift of touching this earth
the time for this is the shortest you will ever feel
may it be a century you are present you have an eternity to go
may you have been give a death from birth it's a gift you'll never know
- by BorisAndrei |
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- | Submitted on 01/06/2009 |
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- Title: the day we were born
- Artist: BorisAndrei
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Description:
i like logic and this kind of poetry i find it meaningful because it's true.
IF JOEY NEYLON FROM FL READS THIS PLEASE PM ME IT'S BORIS - Date: 01/06/2009
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- vampire_freak91 - 01/06/2009
- thats really good, babe. and it is so true. all of it is true.
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