Love is like a blazing flare, forcing us to know it's there. Holding us in its death grip, lunging at our hearts to n**.
And when we try to force it down we look a fool, just like a clown. 'Cause love is strong, and we are weak. Compared to it, we all are meek.
But if you can control your mind, and lose your love, you soon will find that cold is what your life shall be; for sanity, that is the fee.
So when you make the fatal choice chaos or void will be your voice. Control your heart, your soul, your mind, one of the two, power will find.
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Love is like a raging fire, soothing like a sweet-toned lyre. It piques our lively lust for life so that we dance as to a fife.
You cannot try to force it down, for if you do, you'll find a frown will come to occupy your face and make it an unpleasant place.
Embracing love most every day is excellent advice, I say. If you take it your life shall be more precious than you'll ever see.
magic_doglover · Wed Sep 09, 2009 @ 08:17am · 0 Comments |