Destiny
When I say Destiny
I don't mean the wheel that's turning
Or the fire that's burning.
I speak of a lovely girl
From a terrible world.
Restless nights,
Overheard fights
Is what she lives through,
But she still remains strong.
I wish to take her from those sights
And do what I believe is right
To remake her bitter life
Into one of only sweetness.
This isn't only for her,
It is also for me.
For I need her in my life.
She drives my darkness away
And makes me want to stay.
It is my job to stay strong for her.
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