Oh, love, a pain so unbearably sweet,
Riddled with joy, infused with tragedy,
A task for the brave, a Herculean feat,
An alluring disease, a malady
Unobstructed by fate, untouched by time,
It is the passion in every sorrow,
The light, upon the destruction and grime,
The uncharted path, a road not followed,
Guided, by the iron shackles of fate,
Steadied, by the hold of insanity,
My friend, beware of those iron bound gates,
Imbued with pride, alloyed with vanity,
For I have been shot by Lord Cupid's dart,
Leaving me now, with just a lover's heart.
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 4:23 AM UTC
Oh, love, a pain so unbearably sweet,
Riddled with joy, infused with tragedy,
A task for the brave, a Herculean feat,
An alluring disease, a malady
Unobstructed by fate, untouched by time,
It is the passion in every sorrow,
The light, upon the destruction and grime,
The uncharted path, a road not followed,
Guided, by the iron shackles of fate,
Steadied, by the hold of insanity,
My friend, beware of those iron bound gates,
Imbued with pride, alloyed with vanity,
For I have been shot by Lord Cupid's dart,
Leaving me now, with just a lover's heart.
