I fear I’ll never be deAmericanized.
Category Archives: Pain
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Can a taste of love be so wrong?
If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose.
The fatal futility of Fact.
True love cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does.
Now in very truth the vile is leading the vile, for god brings ever like to like!
To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?
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The following is the winning entry in my little writing competition on Facebook on the subject of “Love.”