Swiftly flows the path of man - an outlook of human kind's possible future.
Distance divides our heart and soul,
destiny bares the blood-filled bowl
dousing emotion with diamond shards
drawn between fate's faceless guards.
Dining on pain and dreams of tomorrow,
delving in shame and decanting in sorrow.
Drifts of sadness, silence, fatigue
dancing in shadows, secrets, intrigue.
Dark, driving rain, distant thunder
droplets of darkness, devil's plunder.
Dogmatic whispers of love's sanity,
dishonest screamings, vagrant vanity.
Dissertation dealing in death and disease
doesn't begin to dismiss or appease
dated wisdom and drowning faith
disaster, dilemma, an undying wraith.
Doom and destruction, our destined end
deep into Hades we swiftly descend.
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