Love

Love,

Ever imbalanced.

 

Never a

Serene,

Fluid,

Experience.

 

A Constant

Up,

Then

Down

Again.

 

It

Decides,

Who to trust,

Who loves,

Who lies.

 

Its truth,

An indirect haze,

Glows,

Hovers,

Yet hides.

 

Love,

Deepened

Over time,

Over destruction,

Over pain.

The End

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