True heartbreak in two a man’s heart divides
Half completely lost, the other retained
Doomed to forever love half-heartedly.
A woman’s love twice lost can ne’er be found,
Her form revived conceals her heart defiled
But within her eyes this very truth lies:
Where love is lost, misery and pain abound.
The language of love needs no learning,
It’s words are short and sentences brief
That he so blessed with understanding
Knows that love is merely sweetened grief.
The select company that I would wish for today — in addition to a generous number of very attractive lecherous ladies –in celebration as my chronological age reaches a score, is not of the few distinguished personages that I have come to cherish in society (my family and friends), but it is of such votaries…
Every man drowned in deep contemplation Perceives the world as part his own creation. Nothing can outrun the clock’s relentless tick, Nor life control what death shall next pick But wit applied can soon buy us an hour To say a prayer, or bequeath our power, And embrace the bright light without a fight. Rejoice,…
Amazing
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*awesme*!
I am absolutely dumbfounded! This is definitely the most epic depiction of love – love lost, unrequited love, love found.
deep
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