Love

Love is its own world
it lives within people
who see love in the darkness
it dies when
a heart turns to ashes
it no longer exists
when a heart is cold as stone
love is born
then dies torn
into pieces of tears
falls in the well
of lost hopes
creates a puddle
of sorrow
in my confused mind
where I\'ll never see tomorrow
only live the day I fell

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