Last Thoughts on Going Rogue

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epiphany65
epiphany65
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Going Rogue
is not something to be undertaken lightly.
It's not for the timid, or the faint of heart.
But still, this journey has limitless pleasures,
unknown to the seeker when he departs.

For those
who venture to the wild west coast
will find a voice that caresses the soul,
like a muted trumpet in the night;
she takes your heart as you cede control.

Sultry laughter
calls to you during lonely hours.
A siren sings her songs of eternal bliss --
luring you ever closer to your fate,
as you sink into the abyss.

Storms rage,
yet you still proceed,
not heading the cries of wretched souls
who ventured this course years before you,
and dashed their hopes upon rocky shoals.

You arrive
upon that hallowed ground,
the inner sanctum, her desolate heart.
You search in vain for devotion,
as she tells you that you must now depart.

Going Rogue
will lead to your certain ruin.
A mistake, but a wonderous miracle of love.
A blunder, and one you will never regret,
for which you'll thank The Lord above.

epiphany65
epiphany65
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