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Swiftly flows the path of man - an outlook of human kind's possible future. |
Destiny? Doom!!! 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. First Place Round One "Invalid Item" |