Musings of the mad

Never was there such a thing as a love doomed,

for love like a stream will always find it’s way.

It’s path was never meant to be straight but it’s destination remains always the same.

Only the mad and cursed wield courage enough to pursue it’s cause.

For her paths are treacherous and shadowed by the unforeseen.

Peace was never promised,but joy it’s end.

It’s story is written in short steps,each one tested severely.

With more tears than songs but like the rainbow’s end,great is her reward.

Feel free to fall in love,

At your own risk.

But believe me,it’s worth it.


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