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Not of chocolates and letters love be found; Or hugs and kisses as the sweetest sound. Shun the silly thought; shun the penny count For love is found where love is lost. For love is lost where love is found. Let the grim flows; let the hate looms Scorn your lover and lightly break loose Then pray curse and lay dusk upon your muse In an eternal chaos and perfect harmony Love still lurks deep in our darkest bay And that’s the tale of love remembering Still brooding, still breathing, and still waiting, For love is real When it withers And blooms Again And Again And Again …
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 5:48 AM UTC
Of Love that Withers and Blooms
Not of chocolates and letters love be found; Or hugs and kisses as the sweetest sound. Shun the silly thought; shun the penny count For love is found where love is lost. For love is lost where love is found. Let the grim flows; let the hate looms Scorn your lover and lightly break loose Then pray curse and lay dusk upon your muse In an eternal chaos and perfect harmony Love still lurks deep in our darkest bay And that’s the tale of love remembering Still brooding, still breathing, and still waiting, For love is real When it withers And blooms Again And Again And Again …
Van_E
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 5:48 AM UTC
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