Saturday, November 15, 2008
i walked down the street one day only to find
a piece of love that had been left behind.
i bent over to take a closer look
but the wind blew it away to a nearby brook
i chased it tirelessly with no peace of mind
fearing that it might end up somewhere other than mine.
i saw a man give me a crooked smile
it lingered in my mind for a while
the smile said to me you dont know what you are getting yourself into
it said ive been there before too
love is just an illusion of hope
it is nothing more than a goal-less roam
i said to myself this cant be true
that piece of love seemed nothing but good
i kept running with one goal in mind
that that piece of love would be mine
bring on the desire
love where is your fire?
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