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Untitled Love
Copyright © 2009
- Every thought I ever had
- Passed through my empty head
- Leaving it ready
- For that unsteady
- Moment, unknown to me
- And yet to be perceived
- Rather than believed
- Of this world
- Which can be held
- Not distraught
- Or in thought
- Nor in time of youth
- Or in search of truth
- Not bypassed by age
- Or tempted in a rage
- To accept the past
- As only that which will last
- For I am vacant
- Of all rampant
- Pain they employ
- To keep away my joy
- As I cry and laugh
- Because you and I are love.
Many thanks to Tim for the title.
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