Questions of love?

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Destruction of the mind within the darkness,
Of being blinded,
Blinded by tears of blood,
Spilled from ones chest to another’s,
Knowing what not to do next,
Wondering why,
Wondering when,
But most of all wondering who,

A decision not made by you,
But by a higher power,
Unknown to a feeble mind,

A phrase that kills,
That screams,
That soothes,
But most of all that dies with time,
I love you.





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