Love...
such a simple thing yet complicated.
For a single word, beguile,
a thousand lies, pile.
Yet a thousand words, unfolds
the single truth it holds.

Love...
such a simple thing yet lethal.
For when a spurious smile rise,
the heart of mine dies.
Yet the sparkle in the eyes
could lift the heart from deep tides.

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