Midsummer Night

to the vast oceans, the sky is juz the mirror image of itself. to the world's misery, im its mirror reflectant. to sit down and sip down the tequilas require great wisdom as one would say to the other in an intense showdown of knowledge. what you see is what you get. but not every issue shares the same perspective. the downfall of one's emotions is the beginning of another journey, which will eventually lead to another downfall, and so on and so forth. yet i speak the truth that many fail to see. why do people say that love was formed in the heavens and ends in hell? tears of blood trinkle down the mountains tht kiss the heavens and yet they worship this form of 'sacrifice'. indeed, for it is true that love, IS blind...