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Or So I Say


To love is to live

Or so they say

It'll be like a drive

Forcing you away

 

No one said it would be this hard

To stay afloat with heart in hand

Just like a house of cards

Always trying and failing to stand

 

This is not love

It is a forced contract

To be caged like a dove

It is just too abstract

 

Mornings filled with smiles

Evening feel like bubbles

It goes on for miles

Never any troubles

 

To love is to live

Or so I say

 

I can't see clearly

My eyes shut because of the swelling

I say sincerely

"It started with some yelling"

 

He told me he did it

"Because I love you"

But it all turned into a fit

Filled with many spots of blue

 

This is not love

It is just death in a disguise

And I am just a dove

While he watches me dies

 

"Because I love you"

I got to leave

To where, I haven't got a clue

But no time to grieve

 

To find my morning smiles

And my daily struggles

With someone who can stand my trials

And understands my troubles

 

Or so I say.

 
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