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Mar 2016
**** Love
making cowards of us all

either too scared to let it fail
or too scared to answer its call

**** Love for all its selfish insecurity
piecing us together like a broken puzzle
everyone begging for attention
Love is here to fill your appetite

There is no answer to the question of love
why
what
how
when
It's never clear when it has you
It's never clear when you're free of it

Love is a snake
a viper in the trees
with an uncanny eye for humanity

I hate myself for allowing this shame
and I don't even know if I love her
JS
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JS  Oak Hill(Nashville), TN
(Oak Hill(Nashville), TN)   
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