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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