My Fate is My Own

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I feel like you’re always watching me,
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I feel like you’re always watching me,
even when you’re not there.
Every time we go out I feel
like someone’s watching our every move.
Staring at us relentlessly,
I’m starting to loose my nerve.

Being around you makes me feel so secure,
like nothing can ever reach me.
No pain, anguish, or destruction
can pass the barrier you create.
If you leave me here alone,
You will have sealed my fate.

I never wanted you to leave me,
even when i knew we must part.
Whenever I hear your voice
my skin still starts to tingle.
We both have seperate lives to lead,
We need to walk our own paths now.

Even just the sight of you,
can still make my knees go weak.
I still need you to keep me sane,
it’s you who keeps me going.
You are the one who keeps me standing strong,
without you life would ruin me.

I know that i need to stay strong,
or this world will become a deathtrap.
Not just for me but for all,
who dare to care about me.
We can never escape from reality,
until we pay the ultimate price.

Once the ultimate price is paid,
we can try to right our wrongs.
If we want this friendship to work,
we must both make a great sacrifice.
If we deem our sacrifice too great,
We must leave it up to Fate!

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