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My mother always told me to be patient She would tell me wait until you’re thirty to get married Then again
They are imbued in doubt and therefore can never be certain Their hearts long in the past and therefore cannot embrace the present Their fears are caged inside and therefore will never be free
You can't live without love if you've loved, and if love should ever leave, the Heart, unyielding to the Mind's pressing, yearns, and comes to settle for a counterfeit.
Settling, Settling, Settling, into the eternal depths of my mind, Falling, ever falling, into the depths of my darkness, Floating, swaying, shifting, forever into misery...