Truth to be told, I again sat down
With same thoughts going round and round
Why does the moth die in the flame?
Either love so real or merely a game.
As the flame gets high it sparkles something within,
In the heart of the moth, that never win.
But the trust remain ever alike in that soulThat watches the light with the eyes so pure.
It's always the same, love burns you
But you still chases it with the promise it due
It seems unreal to me, why would someone kill
Themselves, just to see their heart getting filled.
How can you fill your heart with your death?
They say there is magic in lover's breath.
It hold you captivated with it's wary smile.
And forever you go holding from a whileLove, well, turn you insane if you are sane
Perhaps vice versa sometimes again
You will cry and die because of love
Still not blame it for what it does.
I never understood what they meantTo me, I said, it was just a rant.
They never replied, the lover, just smiled.
Just go and live your life for awhile.Until you meet this flame we told
Let's see how it comes to you, behold.
Just wait until love will suck sanity from youAnd you wouldn't do anything but smile like a fool.
-Andromeda
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