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Fate Worse Than Destiny

A reality in the eyes of the insane
Where angels’ dust burns your brain
Dark clouds never touch the horizon
And the stars obscure the sun

To see a vision, dance with grace
And a game skip a man in place
Without a mark or hope of fire
Dissolves away the driving desire

When you want, and want, and want
The seas run dry and taunt
To do something more, becomes a bird
Striking in the pain, like it always should

Peace and rest, in hot coals it seems
A possibility deadened by lost dreams
A demon’s truth was the only cry
That I wanted to try, was never a lie