Nov 2016
Her diary was a catalogue of rejected fates
When they asked she said
it wasn't meant to be
Now her diary is blank pages of regret
What if she chose to forego destiny
The one who came knocking at her door
When they asked she said
it wasn't meant to be
Now her diary is blank pages of regret
What if she chose to forego destiny
The one who came knocking at her door
