They say, love, it happens
in between…
But truth be told, only
one bears its sheen.
For, never did conquering
the peak lend sunshine to the plateau,
Never did selling your
love attract more than rapture.
They say, love, it happens
in between…
I’ve seen it shred a
thousand to a piece.
Yet I look up to the
heavens and I believe,
Love never did happen, it
just flee.
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