Is Love a Trap
And people walk toward the heat,
fearing the chills of loneliness.
But did they know?
Did they know a summer's afternoon
turns into a desert quicker than
a human's mind realises tribulations?
And they are stuck there.
Thousands of voices screaming from a well,
"Give us water".
But you are as arid as the ground around them.
The Kangaroo Rat's tail seems a viable follower.
What works for him might work for you.
However he adapted.
Love is no form of evolution.
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