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Love is a myth, A far-fetched fairytale. Asking too much faith, Then soon going stale. Expecting belief, And then letting you down. Next time you come calling, You'll be met with a frown.
Joyous yet painful. Respectful, disdainful. Fabulous, dirty. Flighty and flirty. Usually forceful. Thoughtful, remorseful. Leaves you walking on air. Or it can cause despair. Blows hot and cold.
How would it feel For our skin to touch Would it be electrifying Or not be much. How would it feel For our hands to join Would it encourage more Than just a flip of a coin.
Do you really care. Will I ever know. How it feels. To have your love flow. Do you really understand. All I'm going through. And honestly believe. One day, it'll be me and you. Do you really see.
Fifty shades of emotion, that herald my dark devotion. It used to be speed that fed my need, now new rivers feed needs ocean. Perhaps once it was chaos, the thing upon which I fed.
Why are there so many innocent suffering. Why. Why is there so much hate. Why. Why are there so many horrible people out there. Why. Why are there so many children dying of hunger and sickness. Why.
Doors to life. Doors to death. Doors to strife. Doors to meth. Doors to happiness. Doors to anger. Doors to a fair miss. Doors to a broken hanger. Doors to a good chance. Doors to a bad decision.
Love is everywhere, You just need to look. Sometimes it's cruel, Or an open book. Love is available, For those in need. But it takes time, It must feed. Love is desirable, But only to some.
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Life is discovery. Life is realisation. Life is dread. Life is worry. Life is terror. Life is bad decisions. Life is darkness. Life is being singled out. Life isn't fair. Life isn't worth the effort.
#love Love is true. Love is blind. Love will make you lose your mind. Love is peace. Love is crime. If you need love then please take mine. I don't need it. You can keep it. Love is real.
When does love begin. Is it convenient chemistry Blooming in ready flesh. Nanoseconds of conquered yearning. Triumphant emotion crowned with sexuality's thorn.
Is this thing called love an actual type of bodily emotion. Or is it some dreampt up strange fairytale notion. Where did it come from and what could it possibly be.
You're a burning candle,. A silver lining. A darkness brighter than the sun. You're a mindless desire,. An obscure need. A nightmare sweeter than the sweetest dream. You're a soft touch wrecking ball.
A heart is a fragile thing. More delicate than a butterfly wing. It can be light and float like a feather. Or heavy and under the weather. It rhythmically beats like tribal drums.
What is it that makes one person love another. Is it looks. Sense of humour. Intelligence. Personality. Drive. Or is it just that one person can bring something into your life that no other can.
Love can lead Love bleeds Make us ache for something Impossible to shake.
Can love exist alone. Love can ethier be good, or bad. Its good when the love you feel towards another person is embraced and cherished.
Why do they say that. Cry crocodile tears. Crocodiles can't cry. Fact. But why. An Anecdote. They say that crocs' Cry for the victims they then eat. Just for a taste of their victims meat.
Is it wrong to love, To be the purveyor of love, Opened and closed by love. You and me. Is it wrong to need love, To be driven by love, Held and controlled by love. To see love in everything.
Wake up!.
Freedom is saying,"Lets go out!" Lets move and shake our bodies about, I'm hungry for freedom, Can someone call DJ Tom.
Is it love that we crave. longing for the warmth depth and tenderness of it's sweet caress. Or is it lust that drives us. getting lost in the hotness of it's passion as we fall from morals grace.
If you could frame an emotion for me Which one would you choose. The bright summer highs Or the deep winter blues.