Wednesday, October 4

I believe in magic now.

They shredded me with a fine-toothed comb
Because I always believed in a rational explanation
Maybe I couldn't understand
But I believe it worked mechanically and not by chance

Not anymore
I've seen too many things happen in the last week that
Make me believe there must be a will
And that will hates people like me

I will not search for happiness
I will not root for teams
I won't hold hope for girls of my dreams -
I'm plainly the target of some greater being.

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