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Love It Is
Love is a two faced Janus; It marks the beginning and end of conflict. It heeds no power, knows no obstacle, Its natural course, you cannot restrict.
Pain... Ah, isn't she strange? Bold and powerful, whiny clingy, Shameless, heedless, she has no mercy; Try as I may, she won't
Demons they are, Your inner demons. Destruction they love, For all the wrong reasons.
I I'm so tired, i cannot dance anymore; Now that i cannot go on, I just want to walk out of the door.
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Love It Is
Love is a two faced Janus;
It marks the beginning and end of conflict.
It heeds no power, knows no obstacle,
Its natural course, you cannot restrict.
Its strange how love never shows itself,
Just when you're sure of its absence,
Disillusionment takes you over;
You see you cannot erase its presence.
Its always there, its everywhere,
Inside, outside, all around.
People deny it, try to go without it
But in life does love forever abound.
It surpasses time, It surpasses lives,
A connection once made, cannot be lost;
It somehow holds ...