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Fate is an unrelenting brute.

It’s never tempted by diversion

Or wise men with silver tongues

Forming hopeful hypotheses.

It’s simple though: Que sera, sera.

 

The young mother,

an abandoned lover,

has felt the cold steel

Of Fate’s unbiased blade

Gliding easily along her cheek

 

And perhaps the cackling clown

Sobs quietly in his room

After a standing ovation.

Remembering, all too well

Why his smile is simply a mask.

It saddens me that in this day and age, the majority of my generation cares more for what we display on the outside, rather than focus on the souls we stow on the inside. Until this trend diminishes, I do not see myself finding true love, but rather ignorant love.

Another note: If only we realized how full of shit each and every one of us really is, this world would be a better place