Destiny

by ChaChi   May 14, 2008


As I live my life, I found that
it is just made of air and destiny.
While destiny was letting me
fall along life, it change me completely.

Now life gives me--
what i wanted the most.

He fall in love with who he didn't wanted.
His enemy, his dangerous instinct, his hated dream.

After all, he at the end; past.
And travel during his life time that was left.

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