Struggle.
Should it be?
Who is to know.
I am one to certainly know,
that there are no rules,
and if there were rules,
I would bend them, break them, morph them, crack them, disobey them, ruin them, destroy them, conquer them.
If there were rules about love.
But there are no rules about love.

© 2006 David Greg Harth
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