Love comes to me from Beneath the shade of an Evergreen tree. Out of the still and dark Void of night, into the Crinsome morning light. Out from beneath the Ocean floor, and over the Highest star, into heavens Door. Even into the darkest Pits of hell, love will Find me, wether I win Or fail.
Reason for writing:
When love finds you it isn't always how you want it to be,
It often hurts you and breaks your heart, and sometimes no
matter how hard you try to forget someone, it doesn't work.
And if it does, you still often get yourself back into the
same situation.
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