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A Certain Fate

Silent marauders came in the night
Leaving me the last one alive,
Gasping for air and dripping in fright.


I can’t describe them at all
And I can’t shake the bottomless dread
Or the sense that I’m set up for a fall.


A descent so deep
I may never return.
I cannot escape, not even in sleep.


You can’t outrun your destiny
Once you’ve convinced yourself of it.
You take what comes, whatever it will be.

© 2022 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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