
A fate, that is known only to you. It is good, but comes with prices. When will it come? Is it really fate? And isn't it coming a tad bit too late?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 91 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-05-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2760642
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I am forced to know my fate,
and so I hide it, until it comes late. Concealed fate, concealed fate, will I choose to accept you,
or will I break?
Concealed fate, concealed fate, you're coming, I know you're
coming, although you are late.
Why oh why, why must I wait?
For your hidden treasures that await,
Concealed fate, you come with pleasures unknown,
the prices are high, but into darker pits I've been thrown.
Concealed fate, concealed fate, I know you are coming,
and I cannot wait.
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