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Illusion
Stuck in this trap of confusion
Thinking love is real when its really an illusion Why ust we be so pathetically blind? Through all the emotion a broken heart is all we find Enchanted by our deepest lust Long drawn months we painfully lose all trust Cheating deceiving and lies Then comes the time to say both our goodbyes We learn to forgive We try to forget Thier reoccuring patern will be set Always fearing what they do They were with them once they were with them twice And u never knew You cried over them and all that they did The things they thought so well they hid So tell me what you think love might be Why people think love will set them free Tell me why you love until your days end To cry, my shoulder I lend For love is not what its made out to be Dry your tears and you will see. This poem was written by my best friend Alicia |