"All shall be well, and All manner of things shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one"
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
"A white blank page, and a swelling rage. You did not think, when you sent me to the brink. You desired my attention, but denied my affection. So tell me now, where was my fault in loving you with my whole heart?"
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