I know

I know what I see when I look at you

the mirror is reflecting double images,

one who is of the same and the other who’s changed,

The word of love inked in time, not blood,

some of us live a life to be loved,

whilst others fuck up the good of being loved,

others run from love because it’s too easy to fall in love,

being hurt isn’t easy to mend a broken heart of love,

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