We kill what makes us alive
And love what kills us inside
Such was, as love's masochism
Singing our heart's painful hymn
When we toss out that token of uncertainty,
Head or tail, it doesn't matter in reality
We cast out our whole being, pouring it into love
Taking all risks, tossing out everything we have
We just simply don't care
Running with pain, with feet still bare
Love loves the love we gave into loving
but love loves more the pain we're having
That's why love is indeed painful
For it likes pain to inflict in its soul
The love we received
is the love we perceived
The love we believed
Is the love that deceives
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Poetical Demeanor #Wattys2016
PoetryOur life is a poem and its up to us on how we'll gonna make it a masterpiece..