Of Love and Life

I fill each page with a song

and no page gets filled at all.

These have been times,

Wasted and harsh,

bitter and entitled no more

for all shall be entitled to

peace,

and love.

But we have an illusion of what 

love is

as such 

we have illusions 

of life.

6/8/14

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