Ride the Storm

Time seperates us from our selves
Us, is one of those unknown quantities
that comes without measure
yes there is such a thing as
painless love- unapproachable to a jealous eye-
-undeniable to a true lover-
-unconsolable to a broken heart-
-unrestrainable to an impassioned plea-
-uncontrollable when the answer has arrived-
-unquestionable when you are in the
storm and you jump on your horse
and continue to ride.





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