Greatest Foe

By Aundrey   

Life’s unjust, thus a sorrowful woe
Destiny’s a fortune-teller, yet a greatest foe
Shall we live with mistletoes?
Or to invade using own toes

Utterly cease each owes
Even though you’re in lows
How’ll you see the blood-orange sun
If you couldn’t be a better- god’s son

Make your life a mysterious lore
Through achieving what you wanted for
Be conform even they’re shakin’ your core
Because you’re the one who’ll make your own shore

If you wear the crown,
Don’t let it get you down
Battle the fortune with your powerful urge
To live and die without any purge

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