The heart of love is keen and blind
the heart of hate is fierce and sublime
the heart of mine is to the one i love
But the love in me is the thing above
The tears of a shadow was sad and lonely
the black is white is another only
this poem tells the future when
you go and lose a faithful friend
The dreams i have
they make me see
the results of being some not like me
but love is the thing that keeps my heart pure
the thing i need to endure
Sincerely,
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Pleez wait while we load ur common sense... train of thought...