What is love, a feeling or emotion A physical thing or total devotion? Is it something more precious than life, Or something between a husband and wife? Could it be essential to living, Maybe a feeling of absolute giving. Why am I condemned to its power Each time I see my meant-for-me lover? If what I'm feeling is supposed to be love, Than cursed be the one that lives high above. Living is nothing but a total pain. Begging is something I do in vain. For I have come to a long wanted conclusion, That love is nothing more than illusion.
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JONATHAN THOMAS DENMAN
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