Love: Sonnet

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 Love

Love is liike a thunder storm of fire

Washing away the badness of its path

It is filled with passion and desire

Stripping the hate and malevolence at last.

The fire in love is burning inside

Heed my warning: Don't put down the flame,

Or the love will start seeking to hide,

Don't let my love lose what it became.

Hate will be crown master of emotion,

If love loses the battle for the heart,

Only love could show my true devotion,

Do not let hate tear our love apart.

The storm will wash away hate; disaster

Love will always be crowned the head master.

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