Is it love?
No of course it's not
It's nothing but
the fragility
of one's soul
That makes them
cling
to another's
Creating the perfect
illusion
of being
o so madly
in love

Illusions
Is it love?
No of course it's not
It's nothing but
the fragility
of one's soul
That makes them
cling
to another's
Creating the perfect
illusion
of being
o so madly
in love