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Isn't that love
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Sparing none,
It spread far and wide,
Embracing its victims with a death's grip.
Approaching all,
It haunts all it's victims.
One by one.
Twice at a time.
With flustered feathers,
It flushes its colours on us,
Like none and one.
Bites our heads off.
Dismantling our hearts.
It comes at us calmly,
In a rushing way.
It stays calm for some time,
But suddenly becomes rash and hush.
Fingers crossed,
Praying it never comes at your doorstep,
Because you know you'll welcome it.
That's it!
I hate it!
But it loves me,
You, him and her too,
Because it always finds a way to place itself in our hearts.
Isn't that love?
You dare judge my description?
You don't dare!
This is me being fair.

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