Until tiniest insect joins me not in love’s sweet reverie I will refuse to rejoice n dance. Either Love is for all creation or its for none
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Don't b afraid of love's sweet daggers as they dig into u. Every drop of blood will sing its own sweet song.
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How will u know what madness is when u insist on being sane. If u wish to taste madness than let love's cruel blows reign down on u.