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Nailed To My Doom

Fate's ways may be kind or wicked

They say Kismet was always erratic

Life's boons may dangle before you

Getting them is far from automatic

 

The day we met was a normal affair

Until you materialised in the room

That cryptic blur was elemental

Your soul nailed me to my doom

 

Nailed to my doom I linger on

I've never quite shaken you off

I've prayed often for you ...

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