Love Foreshadows Hate

Love foreshadows hate.
Numbness is always late.

A fire can’t keep me warm.
Sun can’t help a storm.

If I set my heart in ice.
The numbness it turns is nice.

Love foreshadows hate.
Ice coats the pain.

When numbness melts away.
Then so does the blame.





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