Sunday, January 31, 2010

Fate

Its complicated, I always say
Thats how I describe our love in every way

Its a twisted myriad of feelings at every turn
as twisted as we are, this flame still burns

We constructed the maze, planned every wall
Determine the length, size and width of it all

With its convoluted construction,
It would prove our destruction

Its complicated we whisper voices softly to the night
So twisted and perverted, how do we set it right

We have played the game, turned love into hate,
Hate into love, eagerly swallowing its bait

We tempted the Gods, our apologies too late
We must settle back and accept our fate

Its complicated we explain

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