Inevitable Fate

I can see the end

And the story cannot be changed

No matter what I would like to pretend

 

This book is already written

From the first page to the last

It has planned my life unbidden

My future and my past

 

I can feel the end coming

It is drawing ever near

I will be walking to the gallows

Without any fear

 

Wearing a necklace of rope

Dancing to my death

Without any hope

For it is I who steal my final breath

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