the impetuous impulse that refuses to remain hidden cause it rages like a lava storm frustrating and incinerating every organic thing in its path,
such an inopportune occurrence, a deeply resonating disturbance, the deadliest and most addicting drug of all, a catastrophe worse than Luciferβs fall cause it has crushed more angel hearts than any other heavenly disaster.
Logically, I should be afraid to fall, and in my great wisdom try to avoid it all,
but the longing for love makes a ******* and a fool of me.