The Means Are The End
Thursday August 28th 2008, 9:49 pm
Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized

A principle needs not a prince
anymore than a crime requires prints

Our lives need not reason
as much as our paths require reflection

Love is a trial and love is a dance
Love is not magic, love is a chance

The end is the means are the end in the end
When friend becomes family and foe becomes friend


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