Chapter 1 - Hidden Destiny
Submitted October 21, 2006 Updated October 21, 2006 Status Incomplete | Eh....Another random piece? XD I was feeling all wise and all-knowing in the beginning. Towards the end, I got angry. Long story. XD
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Chapter 1 - Hidden Destiny
Chapter 1 - Hidden Destiny
Destiny is Hidden
12-29-05
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To die, one must have lived.
To live, one must be born.
To be born, one must have a destiny.
Destiny revolves 'round us,
Lives within us,
Slowly molding us as potters do clay.
We do not find our destiny in our life,
we are born into it.
We do not develop our talents,
They are merely hidden within.
Just as our Destiny is hidden within our souls.
Our pasts, futures, present--
They are the key to our destiny. We
need only to stand and speak out!
Find that key!
Find the lock in yourself,
In the world!
And slip that key into that lock, and--
Oh no! The destiny is not for us, but for another!
We are but a pawn, to help
them achieve theirs!
You are old, your time long past.
When, What's this?
You stumble across it!
But just push away each chance,
For your despair is overwhelming you,
And you will make your fears come alive.
You will never achieve what was to be yours.
You are the perfect age,
Perfect health, body, being!
But you are too perfect. No one can love someone like you.
You merely remind them of what they are not, and
you soon are the object of much despair and anger.
You have faults,
we all do. Find yours,
And fling it to the world! Let others know
that there is no perfect mortal being.
You are young, but extraordinary talent is yours!
Loved by all, you have the perfect flair.
But be careful.
Not all who obtain their destinies so early will
find a meaning later in their lives.
You are ready, you have come into your talents!
Discovered, you work towards it!
You stumble upon Chance,
and you will be it. You will be your Destiny.
Young, Old, Perfectly aged!
Be careful.
Destinies do not come so obviously.
12-29-05
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To die, one must have lived.
To live, one must be born.
To be born, one must have a destiny.
Destiny revolves 'round us,
Lives within us,
Slowly molding us as potters do clay.
We do not find our destiny in our life,
we are born into it.
We do not develop our talents,
They are merely hidden within.
Just as our Destiny is hidden within our souls.
Our pasts, futures, present--
They are the key to our destiny. We
need only to stand and speak out!
Find that key!
Find the lock in yourself,
In the world!
And slip that key into that lock, and--
Oh no! The destiny is not for us, but for another!
We are but a pawn, to help
them achieve theirs!
You are old, your time long past.
When, What's this?
You stumble across it!
But just push away each chance,
For your despair is overwhelming you,
And you will make your fears come alive.
You will never achieve what was to be yours.
You are the perfect age,
Perfect health, body, being!
But you are too perfect. No one can love someone like you.
You merely remind them of what they are not, and
you soon are the object of much despair and anger.
You have faults,
we all do. Find yours,
And fling it to the world! Let others know
that there is no perfect mortal being.
You are young, but extraordinary talent is yours!
Loved by all, you have the perfect flair.
But be careful.
Not all who obtain their destinies so early will
find a meaning later in their lives.
You are ready, you have come into your talents!
Discovered, you work towards it!
You stumble upon Chance,
and you will be it. You will be your Destiny.
Young, Old, Perfectly aged!
Be careful.
Destinies do not come so obviously.
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