Thinking that someone loves you,
Is a pure lie,
Believing that love can be found,
Is a myth........
A myth of fools.....
Fools who want love but,
That will never get it,
Even if you pray, beg, cry, or wish,
Love,
Will never come,
For it will destroy you,
Trying to obtain it,
This lie of existing love.
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