Lay Wait
March 26, 2014
I want to impress upon your mind the theme that has been woven and spun in and out of time love and hold fast to it for only graces your life once
Many try to say that love comes twice; however I don't believe that to be true pure love graces its true match once in a lifetime Many people that find love marry and indulge in all that love has to offer deep in adoration for that particle significant other Once again may I strongly impress upon the question what happens in the heat of the moment when the house of cards burns and the love that was once strong is now an ashed ruin There comes a rift in what was once an impenetrable force that the tide has rocks and doubt rears its head rocking the core now your sight has been redirected to a passionate escape plan drinking in temptation liquor and diving into an allusion that feels well to the senses You start questioning whether this union between Mr. Right was real or is your thrill seeking with Mr. Wrong the song that reigns true deeply embedded into a once sleeping heart that Mr. Wrong jump started Yet and still you lay wait dreaming on the right answer to thread and weave its way into your now conscience beating heart yea sure those vows that were made rise to the top of your consciencous mind as tears glaze your eyes at the choice to marry Mr. Right -Mr. Right Now- who isn't perfect but an imperfect mess chasing the best and Yet yet you've laid and waited for Mr. Wrong who stole your heart and played that lovely song and your broken heart and soothing the ache that ripped your core You knew deep down when you said those vows that your love for Mr. Right was on seasonal and now your heart hold much malice, distrust, and guilt in broken yet mended heart Healed by Mr. Wrong who is indeed Mr. Right while Mr. Right was all along Mr. Wrong preaching and praising the wrong song Now you choose to make the conscienous decision to brace yourself from the encision that must be made to the fraying core that was once a golden marriage unitied by faugelent vows that have now been sowed by adultry and murder of the lips to the sweetest kiss ending a loveless marriage filled with doom from the begining of it's union Now the question must be asked yet again to a sober heart have you found true love with the one that makes you heart sing and holds you closer than close Hmmm or is peril closer to the door then anticipated
Many try to say that love comes twice; however I don't believe that to be true pure love graces its true match once in a lifetime Many people that find love marry and indulge in all that love has to offer deep in adoration for that particle significant other Once again may I strongly impress upon the question what happens in the heat of the moment when the house of cards burns and the love that was once strong is now an ashed ruin There comes a rift in what was once an impenetrable force that the tide has rocks and doubt rears its head rocking the core now your sight has been redirected to a passionate escape plan drinking in temptation liquor and diving into an allusion that feels well to the senses You start questioning whether this union between Mr. Right was real or is your thrill seeking with Mr. Wrong the song that reigns true deeply embedded into a once sleeping heart that Mr. Wrong jump started Yet and still you lay wait dreaming on the right answer to thread and weave its way into your now conscience beating heart yea sure those vows that were made rise to the top of your consciencous mind as tears glaze your eyes at the choice to marry Mr. Right -Mr. Right Now- who isn't perfect but an imperfect mess chasing the best and Yet yet you've laid and waited for Mr. Wrong who stole your heart and played that lovely song and your broken heart and soothing the ache that ripped your core You knew deep down when you said those vows that your love for Mr. Right was on seasonal and now your heart hold much malice, distrust, and guilt in broken yet mended heart Healed by Mr. Wrong who is indeed Mr. Right while Mr. Right was all along Mr. Wrong preaching and praising the wrong song Now you choose to make the conscienous decision to brace yourself from the encision that must be made to the fraying core that was once a golden marriage unitied by faugelent vows that have now been sowed by adultry and murder of the lips to the sweetest kiss ending a loveless marriage filled with doom from the begining of it's union Now the question must be asked yet again to a sober heart have you found true love with the one that makes you heart sing and holds you closer than close Hmmm or is peril closer to the door then anticipated
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