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Love, when true Is probably the best gift One can receive How can you see If you choose to be blind You will never find What it means to be free Love, when true Is in a moment A glimpse But it lasts forever We are often lead to think That love shown may be fake Unreal, brutal, make believe Often times, we are wrong The question isn't, "Is love untrue?" But rather, "Why do I wait to see when love is true, Real, unfaltering; When it is me who chooses to be untrue."
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Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 8:54 PM UTC
Love, when true
Love, when true Is probably the best gift One can receive How can you see If you choose to be blind You will never find What it means to be free Love, when true Is in a moment A glimpse But it lasts forever We are often lead to think That love shown may be fake Unreal, brutal, make believe Often times, we are wrong The question isn't, "Is love untrue?" But rather, "Why do I wait to see when love is true, Real, unfaltering; When it is me who chooses to be untrue."
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charley
Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 8:54 PM UTC
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