Monday, May 14, 2012


I will not succumb to your standards
I will not falter, nor pander
for your ways
I will stand for myself
I will stand for my own
And embrace the obstacles to come
Following my nature, straight home
These breaths grow weary, yet bold
Don't you see?
This is merely the beginning
To one of the greatest stories ever told
My story
One of dreams and tragedies
Sharp stories, matched to me
Of decisions and outcomes, awry
But definitive in motion
Relentlessly chasing the notion, of destiny


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