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The reality of love
Listen to the reality of love,
A radiant light in the darkness,
But sometimes it's a dying ember,
A wilting flower,
Unloved, it withers and dies.
Yet in all this pain and loss,
A murmur for the morrow:
A tree dies so flowers may rise,
And so will your love bloom
© inkedNivek
A radiant light in the darkness,
But sometimes it's a dying ember,
A wilting flower,
Unloved, it withers and dies.
Yet in all this pain and loss,
A murmur for the morrow:
A tree dies so flowers may rise,
And so will your love bloom
© inkedNivek
