The pleasant appearance of passion and youth, moulded to perfection in the possession of two. What fears we fear the fear of love and loving dear. How sweet the remark, afraid of love, afraid of life and afraid love and loving that too, the entire chain drives us insane. Prepare it not, for the love you fear, the harder your distance the present love near. Love not what I and ponder this point, created with love every fervent soul. It is foolish and bias to hate the energy of creation itself. Yet I back you stand and support your voice, I too fear love, not the fear you think, I too have loved and lost, in anger swore never to trust love again, but wisdom reaches in the creeps of a shut mind, and builds desire for love of distinct kind, my love. It’s deep and still firm but brittle, strong yet fair and free to share. How dare you fear or run from the beauty of love, be it one of the two, I love you, fear it, please no… love is true, it is out there, it’s right here, two skins from my palm, planted to my chest, lives in this vessel love for thee. Take it this way, afraid of love, it characters of the weak, I thought you were tough, I feel weak in your presents, not my knees or in breath, but outspoken in such, proof this correct, stand up for the faith, that love is wonderful and maybe lost, but even painful love is love, that’s what makes it, like a bet, bet your heart to love in hope of joy, and carry on, but don’t give up, do it a thousand times over, love not run, fear stopping what’s began. Hate love and fear falling, too late you in a trap, in a straight way of buddy bond, you’ve won a heart and you can’t have two, so give one out, cause I love you…

 

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