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You somehow knew that this isn't right
I know too much to shed some light
You are high and I am low
Is it by chances that you said hello?
We are two dove of different color
But we found ourselves selling to labor
We should just be apart and merry
But you chose to meet ends with me
Changes happened like stars in midnight
And I found myself in your arms locked tight
Is it by chances that we are together
And that you noticed that there is forever?

Should forever end and seasons change
You promised your love will never be strange
And I believed like snails in spring
Until there is nothing left, until birs didn't sing
We are shadows in a night so deep
When light shines, it does nothing but seep
Dangerous thoughts, we are incomparable
Until we are none and things are unstable
Layers of words until morning is dead
Is it by chances that love turns to dread?
That must be the question we keep asking
If only you haven't left me hanging

We are free yet we are suddenly jailed
But we have each other, why have we failed?
To break away is our dream and more
If only we chose the right and not the wrong
Should you fall apart and away from me
It's not my fault and you'll be sorry
The rhyming edges of knives and infantry
Shall be our doom and our bane eternally
We asked and asked why it must be
We get no answers for Heaven did not see
And this is the question that will break your heart
Is it by chances that we found each other in the dark?

Chances are we could be gone forver before morning
And we are scattered by the wind at evening
Should we renew fate and escape sentences
What could we say except 'by chances'?
Fading choruses of birds as nights wear away
We could be alright but we ended astray
Should we be lost and found but lost truly
What can we say except 'Yours, thankfully'?
The mind is blank, the eyes see clearly
That you are gone and I was left poorly
And my question will be answered by your breaking heart
That is is by chances that we met and fell apart

Chances are we could be gone forver before morningAnd we are scattered by the wind at eveningShould we renew fate and escape sentencesWhat could we say except 'by chances'?Fading choruses of birds as nights wear awayWe could be alright but we ende...

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I was so uninspired when I wrote this poem. I don't know what it means nor what my point is but I got the idea for the title randomly. I don't know if I was able to live up to the expectations my brain had for the concept of the title.

Anyway.

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