I was an insane man in the meadow of love
With a frightened soul by impending fey
I reconciled my words to read her heart
Those were the penance I embalmed myself,
Rampantly raising hurricane waves
In my mind's solitary confinement
And my shattered drops of dreams dashed
In the frozen rocks of fate
Though, my heart petals may coddle her love
Again, for I am an ignoramus in loving her....
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Ah, tis true, tis true.... and, aren’t we all...