Madness: a form of love

  • Posted by: Max Lewy
  • Created: January 14, 2020
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Madness is a form of love It comes from up above It is wilder than the rose And gentler than the dove Madness is a form of love It carries its own unique truth It lets the old forget their grief And makes messiahs of the youth Madness is a form of love It longs only to be recognised Though you try hard not to believe Or look through another's eyes …So many years, so many lies… ...Your society is simply overly-sanitized..
Madness: a form of love

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