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Love
What is this thing love?
Carried by the bloodied dove
Such a daunting task
Hidden behind satans mask
The world bends at its knees
Screaming with gregarious pleas
Seemingly unforgettable stains
Left by loves horrible pains
Neverending sleepless nights
Scaring the soul with terrifying sights
Searching for the darkest cave
Burried well beneath the deepest grave
What is this thing love?
As they dorn the black glove
Final prayers are said
Just above the silk bed
Carried by the bloodied dove
Such a daunting task
Hidden behind satans mask
The world bends at its knees
Screaming with gregarious pleas
Seemingly unforgettable stains
Left by loves horrible pains
Neverending sleepless nights
Scaring the soul with terrifying sights
Searching for the darkest cave
Burried well beneath the deepest grave
What is this thing love?
As they dorn the black glove
Final prayers are said
Just above the silk bed
Published 7th Feb 2018
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