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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland 
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What is love when it’s lost to another? Is it a game of persuasion I play? Or are loves lost when played by the brother Could I be wandering always this way? Wondering of her and my affection Could it be that I want her out of spite? Loving her for remoted complexion No! For she is no goddess in my sight I see only a girl worth spoken tongues A beauty I see in her good nature We travel each other love has begun So I know now how loves can be greater My love for hers true that I know wholly Loves not proposed to leave someone lonely |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Indeed if we were aware that LOVE IS, and that every single living creature is a "product" of love, we would feel less lonely. True Love is never wasted or lost. Nice job. Love, Margherita |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Love is never wasted or lost. Wonderful works. TD |
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