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Love is?

By Scarred Angel

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Love, for some, is the bringer of happiness Bittersweet tales for lucky individuals Romantic evenings, bathed in mystic moonlight Making love near a roaring fireplace For the others left behind?, it carries out misery Thunderous black clouds, our own personal doom Wrenching our hearts, destroying our hopes Displaying deepest fears, our own immortality Many a fool has been quoted as saying, "love is the greatest feeling in life" They mustn't have felt the scorn of a broken heart That withers the life-force that binds us all So what does that leave us...One golden commandment? Love is not defined, love is our last choice A cross-road of life, joy or despair, We all must choose and live out our sentence Written November 14th, 2001 © on Nov 14 2001 08:04 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8

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