Love
Love is full of impurities
Thought of as a charity
We give but get nothing in return
Why don't they ever learn
You get out of it what you earn
We keep playing this game
With an open flame
Watching all this burn
The lies you tell set this ablaze
You are trapped in a maze
No way out
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