DestinyA Poem by WandererI
am but slave of my destiny Destined
to suffer, circumstances may come any I
just requested for fair share of my hard work May
be I had not by my side any luck Need
to toil until my last breath Few
cents more whatever I can get Sweat
and blood flowing as one Difficult
to differentiate for anyone I
will not go down in the sunset Will
fight until the end Have
to prove my worth to the world Will
mend the bridges that I have burned © 2020 Wanderer |
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Added on January 29, 2020 Last Updated on January 29, 2020 |