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ACCEPTANCES OF THE TRUTH OF LIES
Through this very cycle called life we will have to do somethings that we normally we wont do, for this thing we call love of the heart and soul and mind. But yet we do it out of the deepness of the inner love in our heart and soul of our self value and self worth regardless of the outcome whether good or bad.
Exposing the true depth of our inner soul and heart, yet still clenching to the belief within our heart and mind that the love and affection is real as it infuses our depth with our deepness of love. But yet at times we find thyself hypnotize by the mere words without the actions, just illuminations of broken promises with unfilled dreams of love with happiness. A love that is true as it is real and rare taking us through a transformation of an metamorphosis of a beautiful butterfly, finally set free to live laugh and love life one woman to one man and one man to one woman. But yet that is far from the truth as we are only just kidding thyself, for as the true colors of your image of your reflection slowly begins resurface right before my eyes, as it subconsciously digs deep within the core of my heart writing an eulogy for an good bye to an love that never was truly love, only something make believe for me to believe that it was real love when in fact it was all just a lie to make me believe that you were true from the heart mind and soul.
Exposing the true depth of our inner soul and heart, yet still clenching to the belief within our heart and mind that the love and affection is real as it infuses our depth with our deepness of love. But yet at times we find thyself hypnotize by the mere words without the actions, just illuminations of broken promises with unfilled dreams of love with happiness. A love that is true as it is real and rare taking us through a transformation of an metamorphosis of a beautiful butterfly, finally set free to live laugh and love life one woman to one man and one man to one woman. But yet that is far from the truth as we are only just kidding thyself, for as the true colors of your image of your reflection slowly begins resurface right before my eyes, as it subconsciously digs deep within the core of my heart writing an eulogy for an good bye to an love that never was truly love, only something make believe for me to believe that it was real love when in fact it was all just a lie to make me believe that you were true from the heart mind and soul.
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