A Life Without Love
With no love,
What purpose does life claim?
A journey without color,
A path without aim.
The warmth of a smile,
The comfort in a glance,
In its absence,
Life doesn’t stand a chance.
In a life without love,
What stories remain?
Just hollow echoes,
Bound by a chain.
Love fills the gaps
And makes us whole,
The heart’s true role
And our ultimate goal.
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