Be clear every day, every evening
It calls here aloud from above
Carefully watched for a reason
Mistaking devotion and love
Surrendered to self-preservation
From others who care for themselves
But life as it touches perfection
Appears just like anything else
Love is a many splendid thing unless the slut breaks your heart. I talk from experience but this blog is not about me. It is about how this music affects those who hear it and all I can say is to each there own, but living by such a code leads to a certain amount of loneliness that no amount of friends can cure.
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