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How sacrificial is love if love sacrifices itself?
how strong can it be that it survives death?

it springs up into the lives of the lost and resurrects them with the premise
that the conquest of love is eternity

A battle lost in love is not a battle of love
a battle lost 'in love' is for the absence of love
If  love losses then we've succumbed to the piety
of cold tongues and shallow words, dead religion and selfish ambition

love lays all down to fulfill all truth
that love is the currency to the fountain of youth

If love knows itself-it knows its deeds,
How then can earth be rich of misdeeds?

We lust for what could've been
I CALL IT LAZY IN THE FACE OF WAR