Wednesday, November 16, 2011

As the Sentence Begins


From the ashes of fate comes the forever of eternity.
Unity of the self; mind and soul joined.
Turmoil as a constant, unwavering yet not forseen.
Utilizing all that is wrong to form a bond of enduring strength.
Reaping all that I'm owed, sewn from peace and prosperity.
Enough is never still, complacency fully removed.

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