Hate isn't very sympathetic
Bitterness is hard on the stomach
Jealousy has never been my color
Revenge doesn't play fair
Sorrow incessantly inflicts pain
Ignorance leads me astray
Empathy give's away all my emotion's
Agony is always depressed
Sarcasm Bite's with it's sharp wit
Fear is a coward
Pleasure is self serving
Misery loves company but nobody love's Misery
Burden always want's to be carried
Illusion is tricky
It seems Love your all I have to turn to with
your promise of embrace and your ability
to restore my childlike laughter
and to Keep me warm at night
I choose you Love above all else I pray for the wisdom
to always have the humble
spirit and divine strength to choose you.
By C.W
By C.W
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