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Is love a fancy, or a feeling? No.
It is immortal as immaculate Truth, 'Tis not a blossom shed as soon as youth, Drops from the stem of life--for it will grow, In barren regions, where no waters flow, Nor rays of promise cheats the pensive gloom. A darkling fire, faint hovering o'er a tomb, That but itself and darkness nought doth show, It is my love's being yet it cannot die, Nor will it change, though all be changed beside; Though fairest beauty be no longer fair, Though vows be false, and faith itself deny, Though sharp enjoyment be a suicide, And hope a spectre in a ruin bare. -Hartley Coleridge Created in PS CS3 Stock credit: ~dazzle-stock (model) ~DugAmy-stock (ocean w/ cliff) Stars, streaks, etc. - Myself All images are exclusive to reviewing purposes only. They may not be used, copied, printed or otherwise taken without the written consent of Candice McCown. |
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