Personally,
I object
to the notion
And to that end
I defend
the one true love
I have come to call my own
Like a stone
who gathers no moss
I too wandered the path
too heavy to toss
but not heavy enough to pick up
The burden of this life
Is lifted when you leave the tunnel
And so I am conflicted
Love or let live?
That is the question
Wednesday, November 06, 2013
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