Fate

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Meant to be, but not meant to last...
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Lines intertwined as the Fates pull the strings
Weaving and leading us to where we need to be
Sooner or later we meet someone new
Sparks igniting as impressions pull through

We go through the hoops of the path that was laid
By our choices, mistakes and consequences from those days
Yet somehow the past leads me straight towards you
A blessing as we create a life for us two

In our souls and in our hearts we know we are meant to be
Though priceless our friendship, all things end I'm afraid
This bond between us will never leave us even if we fade away
Because the Fates had deemed it so that we would meet on that day

Not all things are meant to last and that is a good lesson
But the impressions that are left with us are what's more important
For they stay deep in our bones as we are pulled by those lines
Meeting that special someone until they are no longer mine

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AnaDarklingAnaDarklingabout 2 months agoAuthor

Thank you, thank you!! You people are the best! Sending kisses and hugs <3

Paul4playPaul4playabout 2 months ago

Fates bring us together, and then sometimes separate us.

Yet, each memory of that love makes the love real and present, now in our current reality.

Such strong memories are a gift of that Fateful meeting and the loving relationship.

Satyr61Satyr61about 2 months ago

Really profound & deep. I love this A LOT!!

AnonymousAnonymousabout 2 months ago

Beautiful! And true! I love and trust the Fates…..well done…..thank you for sharing.

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