Love
Love is a mystery that cannot be solved It's a box best left unresolved But I can't help but let my eyes wander, let my heart flutter. The want makes my skin burn a high red Ears ring a deep tune of the dead My hands twitch and itch to grab and hold Knowing it's a truth better not be told The beauty of it mesmerizing me like a sirens call Knowing that if I listen, I'll only fall It's a beauty, a force, life Knowing my love only entails the following footsteps of a knife
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