Let The Games Begin
By sidewinder
Who me? You think that I need discipline? Forget that!!! I am a wild child, Chaos is my brother and we travel free in the night, There are those fools who think they can tame my soul, But it's a game only to be lost in the wind, Echoes reach but only to find silence, And in the shadow I can touch a vague memory, Or inspire the violence that hides inside, Fortune reveals a fate forever embraced in secrecy, And I will never tell, So if those who would chain me and bind my destiny face more trouble that one could conceive, But maybe that's their fate, Who can tell? I... on the other hand, Prefer to make my own fate, Let the games begin. July 10, 1999 Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jun 02 2002 05:09 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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