| Swept by the histories and myths
Out of the comforts of her home
Swept out, into the jaws of Fate's Beast
I've bent time
Touching the soft underbelly
Growling as The Beast
Soft as innocence
Smooth as satin
Now we will be persisted by Consequence
While Fate laughs
and The Beast takes over
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| Enveloped again by the poison clouds Causing cancer in my frontal lobe  I walk unbalanced once more Spending my time in self-pity, Off, or dreaming; addicted to masquerading Always waking up with prayer beads in my hands Lest I stay up all the time praying Praying for strength Praying for wind to clear My reality for good |
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| A piece of him
Created Because.
Ever growing
Until he cuts it.
Wrapped around his Prayer Because.
Prayed for Because.
He believes there are Reasons and Things Meant to Be.
Now a piece of him connects Reason with Prayer
And Fate to Belief or his Sister, Time
And Causality with the Imagination.
It was read in a book
In search of Prophesies of a Better Life,
That-is, a better Choice.
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