don't be like others
laughing at love, dancing with danger; for
fear is no friend
and serenity no stranger.
you shall be sought
just as you seek,
freedom from guilt and shame
will also be inherited by the gentle and the meek.
there is yet hope.
there is still time,
to mend the heart
to change the mind.
obligations and demands
leave hearts cold and rejected,
but Epiphanies come
when least expected.
so throw off
the weights that bind
for there is yet hope, but...
only a limited amount of time.
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A great poem, the heart can always be mended, we just have to follow the right path. A great poem.