It is an emotion that is the muse of the poet
Without it, we are lost
Without it, we are frost
Love is a feeling so treacherous
It is an emotion that is ageless
With it, we are deceived
With it, we are thieved
Love is a feeling so complex
It is an emotion that is filled with defects
With it, we are weak
With it, we are bleak
Love is a feeling so magnificent
It is an emotion that is so ancient
Without it, we are not what we ought to be
Without it, we are merely beings that are beastly
Love is often two-faced
It may bring about joys or an utter waste
To love or not to love
How you go about that depends on everything written above
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