What Is It
It is as dark as the darkest part of the world
Both mysterious and dangerous
It is brighter than any star in heaven
And can blind you to the truth
When you have it in the palm of your hand
It gives you the most joyous heart ache
When you want it, it never heeds your command
When you lose it you feel as if god himself is punishing you for having had it
You may wonder what’s this pain that people so desire?
What’s this joy that they run as far as they can from?
Why its love.
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