Fighting with the Fates... WineNSarcasm: and so I beg the Fates; nay, dare I demand of them, to tell me, and clearly, what I have done in this Life or the past that would require they be so merciless to one such as I whose only crime was to love as deeply as I knew how ! I beseech Them to tell me outright; though my heart be broken a million times, to be straightforward and uncompromising as a knife to cut through my soul ! Do ! Take my very Soul if you must; for what good would it be to me now ? cornish11: With love it's finding the right person. But because a woman or man looks gorgeous/handsome. It's the personality that matters more. | poems Chat Room Similar Conversations |