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Wednesday, May 7, 2014


Love is artificial weapon,
Artifice that stands erected,
Adept in words, and is extremely affective-
But is control not love, but, yet control is the perception.

But what is love without the wants and needs of perfection?
What would Love mean
What the definition scribe?
What would this heresy hide?
An oblivious awareness of sentiment?
Whomever thought love could simply mean this?

What is love without this infection?
Do we need love to cure our imperfections?
Simply our inaccuracies
Desperately seeking a approval from those we need-
I see, I see!
Love is a ego-boost
Born, Raised, and Conceived
From each child, that needs to please.

Love to me is a definition of  hierarchy-
One demands with falsified intentions 
One they never seem to mention-
I get, I get!
Love is unbelievable expectations
A heartless sensation 
Is that its definition?
What am I missing?

Once it was an affliction,
So why now it's an addiction?
Now that I no its unfavorable infliction. 
By Nailah D'arcy

Amour Toujors 
Nailah D'arcy 

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