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Love is undefined. These are my thoughts on the subject put into poetry |
| Love A word that is yet undefined A word which could mean so much And yet mean so little To some it is explained as a willingness A willingness to give your life in exchange for that of another A willingness to give up anthing you have Just to see another smile A willingness to surrender Surrender all your time to but one person The one whom you love A devotion you might say A devotion of your life To but one for always and eternal Though some may say I love you To them it is but a mask Worn as a disguise One to hide the truth The truth that hides inside their eyes Longing to get out Wanting to be free Yet deep inside they fear the truth Not yet knowing it's true meaning Afraid of what the truth could do They keep it to themselves Bottled up inside them Just waiting to explode This one word though undefined Means so much Controlling so many lives For better or for worse The choice of which is yours to make... |