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I believe in true love,
But I often sit and wonder,
Is it really fair,
That true love can be torn
asunder?
Love's a feeling so important,
One word, an exquisite emotion.
How sad that a glorious feeling
Can end in lost devotion.
Love fills your heart with
passion
And is remarkable and tender:
It's a wonderful from of
healing.
For true love becomes a mender:
But for some, true love comes
only once,
And not merely as a moment
forever,
In spite of the pain and ire.
Love can bring forgiveness,
And lend a helping hand,
Thought it can be washed away,
Like an image in the sand. |