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The Price of Passion

Across the crowded room a brilliant light
Shines brightly through the endless sea of men.
Her beauty, never seen before this night,
Enchants--you’ll never question God again.
But light is often blinding; soon you’ll find
That beauty lies in what cannot be seen.
Without regard to reason or its kind
Your passion becomes blasphemous, obscene.
Mistaking for an angel what destroys
And never seeking ways to make amends,
In falling for the shallow, faceless ploys,
What’s built on passion falls to violent ends.
If only it were simple as it seems-
Passion only lives and thrives in dreams.



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MissEmilyDickinsonThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 1:07 pm:
Oh, wow. This is absolutely amazing. It's rather sad to me, but it's so amzingly and beautifully written. You really do have such a talent and greatness in you, I hope you know that. Thank you for sharing this!
 
bewareofbunnyrabbitsThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
today at 8:48 pm :
Thank you so much 
 
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