Perhaps Nobody Knows What Love Is Comments

Oh please don't think you walk the plank alone. Oh tough in these days to be a mother, maiden and crone. You're right, on the same plane it surely would break. So please, oh please, don't me forsake. I do my best true love to exhibit, even though I am merely a tiny little quibbet. Something of which nobody knows or cares. But please just know I understand your despair.

I now know where's the confusion, not about the Big Three, but there is collusion, which I think involves me. Three women they chose to mix up a plenty. By doing this, they deceived the many. The Crone, the Mother the Maiden... wonder if you know of that song. If some don't discern it, they might suffer long. Oh how I pray such misery will subside, and the knowledge of God with all of us would abide. Within it there is such comfort so true. I pray it befalls each and every one of you!