Love is Dead...
Because, the Selfish,
simply because of their Wish,
that they Refuse to Estinguish,
and because of their Obssesive Anguish...
Cause the Rest of us to Live in this Loveless World.
Taking it's Toll,
On More than Those With a Pure Soul.
And no Matter how much Blood or Tears are Split,
it Seems They Never Feel The Weight of their Guilt,
and, Without a Slightest Hint of Repentance,
will Persist in Denying that they Deserve their Sentence,
and their Heartless Destructive Consequensequence,
that Disgorges from their Inferior Essence...
Love is Now a "Game" Played in Hell...
Why can it only Exist in the Rain...?
Allways in the Company of Pain...?
To it Too many Fell...
So now, Love is Stained...
Love has Lost it's Original Worth,
Only Ashes of it Remain...
And if it Ever,
could be again...
It just will Never,
be fully as Pure...
Of that I am Sorrowfully Sure...
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