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Love is a fickle thing at best
Fluttering about it will go
Love never leaves the heart to rest
Let the bitter remain ever so
For love leaves the poor soul anew
Is it really worth tears of woe?
Love hides and flaunts a face of two
One is pure, the other not so
But which side is the one most true?
Can one truely grasp such a thing?
Can one bear the pain love shall spew?
Can it end, the song love shall sing?
Love creeps upon the broken heart,
And cares not to rip it apart.
- by Frozen Chrysalis |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/17/2011 |
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- Title: Love's Suspicions
- Artist: Frozen Chrysalis
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Description:
A poem I wrote in english class that HAD to be some aspect of love because we were learning how to read shakespears writing style. I think I did well on it. I wanted to do something different because everyone was talking about friends and family and true love and knights in shining armour and all that.
So please rate and give me your critism - Date: 10/17/2011
- Tags: loves suspicions doubt lies
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