Love, The Question

Many being lovesick suicide but most won’t even realize

When we began to compromise that’s when we utilize

Our affections and concern for a friend exceptionally dear

Like brightly lit lanterns glowing throughout the entire year.

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Some are insensitive their spirit are giving them all the merit

To fill the soul with a permit greater beyond any mans limit

Of the superficial pleasures that this dreaded world offers

Where sex seems to matters and love is none of the others.