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Love...love...love...

Love... love… love…
Is a lot to say

Some say that love is really just a drug…
Send a shot this way…

I put my hand upon her heart and tug…
She tells me not this day…

So cool I turn my heart off with a shrug….
I will not display…

Untrue I tell myself I need no hug…
But you haunt my shame…

Love… love… love…
Love is not a game

She took my hand and led me to my grave…
I didn’t want to play…

So cruel I stood and dried my tears with pain…
Like I’m not from shame...

She took my heart and gave her all to change…
I fear I’m wrought his way…

I tried to run far from it, run far away…
Heels just stopped and stayed…

Love… love… love…
Love is not this way

Her rain boots squeaked on the floor with ease...
Said there’s more to me…

I kept my hand upon the door for peace…
Shout vehement speech…

Her ears grew armored toward my reach…
I hope she didn’t see...

And hope one day she’ll love a king…
Not my impostering...

Love... love... love...
Is a lot to say…

Love love, love...
Written by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)
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