I looked into the mirror of hate,
And tried to escape, my fate.
I was told that with my genetics, I would be set for death.
While hearing those hurtful words, I took my last breath.
Now I stand before time,
Life was my crime.
Imagine, i never knew what would happen to me.
Now that i know, I wish they would just set me free.
But even though I am set for death,
They will follow the rules til I take my last breath.
I ain't lucky, is what I was told.
My soul, is what I have sold.
©terrylin53
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