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December 30, 2015 at 4:33 PM
Love is good,
Love is kind.
Declared by priests, saints and knights.
Forgive, forget,
Adviced by friends,
When things get misleaded.
I'd like to say that no love is good,
No love is kind, nor forgetful or even blind.
To contradict, also oppose,
To get what I deserved, first and foremost.
Been there, done that.
It's already noted inside my mind,
The first was just heartache,
Second was hard "us" break.
Not gonna take a another chance,
To broke the broken one's last piece of heart.
Move on, leave the past behind.
Is it that easy for people to pry?
Didn't they know that love is deadly,
And people can slowly die?
Hurt by words thrown like swords,
Sharp as a knife, and cold as its told.
Isn't it supposed to be,
The magical thing that happens eventually.
And once you've fallen inside it's well,
This time you can truly tell.
What lies beyond the place of love,
Is stronger than any force above.
What really is this thing called love?
BINABASA MO ANG
Poesie
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