It Never Dies

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It gives me chills
That one word so spontaneous
It fills me with joy
It takes all my energy
Just like the day
It swept my feet away
Grasping around my chest
Molds my heart like clay
It can become a happy mistake
Or a sorrowful event
Cast out like bait
As it is our date of fate

It gives me thrills
That one word so indiginous
It plays with me like a toy
It can be very naughty
Just like a night
That makes it feel so right
Holding me close in the light
Making the slightest judgements
Forging it like iron
To a great sword
It can be late
But you just have to wait
As the one will come to give
As the one will come to guide
It may be late
You have so much life to live
Your opportunities are So wide

As this word is like no other
It is felt by every mother
It is passed through every heart
It cannot be seen
Its power is too great
None can comprehend
None can defend
As it is fate
And everyone must play their part
This power is called love
And like the soul it never dies


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