Synonym Poem by Lauren Miller

You will create the environment you live in
And you will give the away all the love you feel obligated too
But love is blind, as is lust
Theres a thin line between the two
and that is called your heart
It's a delicate bit of art, and a bit of bitter truth

Through two separate descriptions
There meanings are really the same with undeniable similarities
No consequences for the moment
Both justifiable if one condones it

Love and lust are both blind
Two games of self-hatred to be played
You'll find that you are the only one capable of blame
Proof that love and lust are one in the same

Your heart is the only thing that separates
Which team is yours playing for?
Each hurt, your long list of excuses to cover for
When will you say
Enough Is Enough
and quit playing for the losing team?