Love is kind
Always Blind.
When betrayed Love hurts
And eats away ate your already fading heart.
For your heart went through Hades and Back
Just to embrase your better half.
Love is cruel
To those who give it their all.
But is there such thing?
To love too much?
If so how can you tell when to stop?
Before you fall too hard,
And see they didn't even care?
Love is kind, blind, bitter, and cruel all
at the same time.
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