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Let love live
Not all love will leave a butterfly in your stomach.

Not all love will awake those sweet spring day dream.

When hearing of love, Fantasies blows thoughts of red roses luring glow,

Kisses at sunset, hands in hands, the eyes will meet at slumber end.

Woo! Sweet dreams. Awe dawn must not wake this hour.

No, not all love will spike the flames of gold, When our eyes first met with your blur forgery smiles.

I taught of love as a place of soft unending friendship, you and I must not let this fire die.

That fire that flames we bonded together, sacred, and beautiful inside I felt lives in your heart.

Some love is just a flame that glow up and get wiped away by breeze, your love was a dream.

Those dreams I dreamt that makes dream bitter, and those air I breathe that drained life out of butterflies making those beautiful creature strives.

Love sows the sanity of illusion and reaps the scronful reality of dellusion, wiping your eyes with grief to reopen that door again.

But let love live, all is life the butterflies will wake at another smile