Chapter 15

Love that incites excitement is just a pain to the impoverished intolerant self when you like have bestowed in the agony

How am I presumed to demonstrate to you that dismay and  insecurity collide in me and that being solitary has invariably been an abandonment issue since inexperienced

Verve is like the essence of the current society attending that makes it look like figurative speech

All motives have just ruined my perspective when you desire someone to rewrite so dangerously or even the promises made by the person to be better for you

My love is like my own enemy with no remorse for the cult in heaven

He'll never break lose because love is more powerful than the satan within us

Evil exists in this life but choices too

Why be mythical when you are permitted to be your substantial self

Don't lose yourself when all is falling apart

Yes I have lost my soul while searching for you

When evil strikes and resentment imprints,

Then love will face the choice it makes.

Death will free the loyal friend.

As it began, so shall it end.

Bound to the beast, you play your part

The consolation of the aching heart

A dictatorship is a form of perversion.

Every regime is a tyranny to a degree, and the eviler it is, the more it is loved

The difficulty lies in judging the degree of tyranny under which you live

I shall escape with no bound when all is falling under the fairness of unrealistic fuming thoughts

The whole existence is part of the intrigue.

Still, I hold on to hope and kindle the embers

Shall alas be the humanity of what we shall call love

On the day of judgment, I will wake up

With the stain of your love

Even at the time, your picture

It will be attached to my chest