How do I always find a way of feeling like a splintered arrow?
can we ever be happy when your finally free from your eternal promises?
I can forget all of life's prejudice in your company because I love you.
Love in it's simplist is never pure enough for them to understand.
Someone like me, a young blossom about to flower, feeling....
like a thorny weed in my own garden... because noone believes that
you and I are strong enough to face an army of sceptic hearts or a school of ignorant minds.



you really did a lovely job expressing yourself. I loved it!
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