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Nov 2015
I don't throw caution
To the wind
For that is too light
Too easy to be free of
Why would I waste wind?

I throw something
It's of more value
It is something
That every one wants
No one can catch it

I throw my love
I flit it in front of them
Letting them know it's free
And they always try to grab it
But it is not for them

I forget about my love
I use it too freely
So much so
It loses all meaning
Stripped of its value

I ruined it for everyone
I fell
And I brought everyone
Down
With me
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   Eiliv Advena and Dead lover
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