The path might not lead to heavens,roads may be misty and foggy without tail lamps…
Moving through life’s twisted pathsWondering where they are leading meFate propels me in taking next stepsSometimes straight…
Have you ever broken a dry branchdangling from a tree?
Drums of fate beat louder stillNever silent and forever here,Fate pursues us endlesslyFollowing us wherever we goLike a stark…
You fake love for freedom, petrified by her untamed eye,Pretend to treasure will but scrabble heavens for lucky…