Sunday, January 10, 2010

❤●•۰·۰•●❤ Does True Love Exist ❤●•۰·۰•●❤

Love is a drug
a hallucinogen that poisons the mind
under its influence, one could go mad
I once was a victim of love
I too worshiped its ecstasy
its surreal delusion of life
its supposed beauty
But reality strikes
love is only a prelude to pain
For "love" of a country, one goes to war
For "love" of another, people die
cry
hurt
and suffer
A person works hard - struggles even
to attain this remarkable thing called love
Only to be let down when they realize
that the illusion of love is short lived
Its consequences leaves scars that a lifetime
could never heal
I learned an important lesson from love
If you have to work so hard to keep something
it's not worth it
Love's perfection is like all wonderful things
to good to be true

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