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defoliating the pages of past
of the book I wrote years ago
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by The saddest boy
22 lines,
on Dec 15 12:42 AM 2007. In Death, Dead, Curse, Karma, Destiny, Heartless, Me, Truth, Hell, Animal, Black, Sick
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(this is a poem that I wrote hours after Raven [Scott Levy] fulfilled his destiny and won the NWA TNA Heavyweight Title..)
Finally,
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Time and Consequence
Fate is dynamic, when choice and destiny come into play,
by NightmareHero
15 lines,
on Oct 30 8:35 PM 2007. In Time Travel, Fate, Destiny, Choice, Glory, Fame, Victory, Defeat, Sin, Wisdom, Virtue
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Friend, Your Destiny is Calling
Tell me, why are you crawling?
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by Diggs McGee
63 lines, 3 comments,
on Sep 30 9:19 PM 2007. In life, love, dreams, sad, destiny, hope, fear, personal, spiritual
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You do not come to sleep with me.
So I come in here to be with you.
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what is love?
is it a word?
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This is me, walking through the dust,
of a thousand lovers' lives,
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Fear is what's destined / And she befriends a friend / But she's not my friend / When she chooses my end / Death is an ally / But doom is an enemy / Playing with destiny / She bit into my heart / And doom
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destiny comes / and destiny goes / destiny shines / brighter / than any shooting star / come back to me / tell me how and who and what I'm supposed to be / when we're unsure / we steer off course / guiding l
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It’s here—at hand. / / You can feel it. / / This is destiny, / / you understand, / / placed neatly in your palm— / / But just a moment of hesitation; / / A second of self-doubt-- / / Disrega
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The fate of destiny rests in the palm of your hands. / / An utterance so bitter, alas no one understands. / / / A situate so perplexing thy mentality shall seize. / / Only the mind o
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for some reason when i saw the picture for this contest it inspired me for this. THe hand represents fate and destiny. time is obviously th
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Do you believe in the 8:28???
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I still have the same dream
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You'll never have time until you take time.
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What do you see when you look into the eyes of your own future?
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This, is the inevitable question....
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When the symbolism of myself ends and the synergy of "us" begins ....
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In this little patch of the forest many signals pass... br
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