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A word was spoken loud and clear,
And it failed to find its place,
The target never heard the sound,
Never gave it time or space,
The fear of love and things so old,
No thrill in ancient chase,
Of a gift that hurts but rewards too,
That brightens the darkest face,
A tradition so old it predates life itself,
And everything contained within,
For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health,
Our destiny lies herein,
So follow me forward, to the ends of the world,
And cherish our final crusade,
For I am following love’s journey,
And you shall be my aide.
Originally posted by fooffstarr
As far as poetry goes, I'm pretty bad, and this one was probably the best of my badness