The Ride

by skwmusic
  • April 24, 2012
  • Poetry
  • Romantic
  • Love poems
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We ride the ride of love and war
Not really knowing what's in store
 
The ride goes round and round
Hearts pounding while it goes up and down
 
We feel the thrills
we feel the chills
 
It can be a dream
as well as a scream
 
But remember YOLO
Is how the morons go
 
And t'was better to have ridden
Than simply have hidden
 
To have felt the falls
and to have ridden at all
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In short, Mrs. Pontellier was beginning to realize her position in the universe as a human being, and to recognize her relations as an individual to the world within and about her.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening