

The Food Of FoolsRomance in all its forms; Romanticists, Draw upon the unwary; A predator stalking the prey.The Food Of Fools
Before they know it, They are trapped; And yet they do not resist But concede foolishly in the belief That this person to be the one Because of how very special they may seem.
Fools of love; Gamblers of emotions risking everything, And when love does not shine upon us, We perceive everything to be for naught; Like stubborn defiant children,
We turn our backs, Not wanting anything more to do with it.
Love manifests itself in many f


My Heart SaysPeople tell me opposites attract Albeit I wonder if similarity is better. People tell me that love is like an abstract; Of something happier.My Heart Says
It now seems to me that happiness might never be reached Despite sacrifices being made, All that eventually remains is pain, regret and sorrow; Well that is what my heart has said.
-A Sinister Romantic
| I'm nothing extraordinary; just your everyday boy next door. I feel that it's better to know me than to know me through words. I'm deep and I strongly detest superficiality. I'm loyal to my friends and care for them like family. I'm not one to judge and I see everyone for their good points. I find that love is overrated and so is life. Why, you ask? Well we'll leave that for another time. For I am young is that I am prideful, For I am prideful is that I must learn to be humble. For I am misunderstood - is something you have to learn about me. |
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your pretty face gets you far with guys
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your pretty face gets you far with guys
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