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Passion
Love can be bitter
Love can be sweet
Just like a thing of which we may eat.
Although, it can be wrong.
Wrong.
The feeling hits hard
Just like a homerun hitting tarot card.
The card
The card of death
The card of life
The card of pain
Words so short that can be easily followed
By of what we may call a deceit or a truth.
Is this warm feeling poison
Or is it perhaps passion of which fills my bones?
All I know, is my words are done.
For it has reached the point of breaking.
I feel..
Warmth.
Just like
Just like the devastation I felt long ago
By those who could not fill the shoes
Of whom left me weak
Only now
Have you let me reach my peak.
I explode like a volcano
What I feel for you
Can be none other
Than the rupture of my pent up passion
Taking the form of my love.
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