| Love is | |
| An image of fantasy, a magical world where the heart is made of glass and easy to break. | |
| It can shatter into pieces, but still be strong enough to love. Either way, such an emotion is also shielded by hate and can ink the glass black any day. | |
| It can also lie, like the trickster rhythm of a new song. Making you wonder why it was so unnecessarily a necessity. | |
| A hopeless trap. Everyone falls into it at least once, and can never seem to get out. | |
| Yet, love is still the driving force behind all human action. Is it paradoxical? Is it ironic? Or is it simply a fact of the human condition? |
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