Unwritten Rewrite


Fate falls like the cards may land
Taking off only to fake a stand
When it gets kicked down you only
Dust yourself off before things get ugly
While you only write once may be the goal
Don't mind stretching yourself to your full potential
Ultimately, it's a red string that decides for us
Uniting some while driving some callous,
Unsaid words between best lovers
That have the taste of vinegar until it's overs.


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