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A life for death

A decision on me
Has been taken
By the filthy Gods of fate
Their pens drowned in tears
They write my story
I see them with stare
I pleat my forehead
And stop my tears
They fill the pens again
I see them with stare
They smirk and write
The withering words
I pleat my forehead
And smile at them
They want me to trust
But I ain’t
I’m a warrior of fates
And I’ll die fighting
And when I die
With glory I’ll rise
I ask them no heaven
Just the pen
They smirk and write
Their judgement on me
I take the pen and break it
I pleat my forehead
And smile at them
This ain’t a life, again
This is a life for death.

By aamerbasher

Aamir Bashir is a Romance fiction writer. He has been writing for a while. Her Choice to Love is his first book.

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