How thall I compare you to May Day.

You are more unpredictable than the invasion
Yet my heart is caught on your strings with mine
Your love invades
The world is still consumed in hate
Not a laughing matter
More like Alice making friends with the Mad Hatter
Feelings scatter
Left is right
You give it all the fight within you
Yet blood is dripped upon the most red rose
I love despite it all
I wish just to dream of an impossible
For that is what it seems
Love and life
Better for movies
Perhaps.

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