Eyes of Destiny
Look unto me
When time is a shadow...
Following the movement,
but going nowhere.
Look unto me
When love is a candle...
Flickering bright light,
But fading slowly.
Look unto me
When the future is a memory...
Sounds good for a moment,
but goes against reality.
For...
I am the shadow.
I am the memory.
I am the candle.
I am the eyes of destiny.
By: Kenle Phillips
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