Luv is an exaggeration of emotions amplified by their believer... A twisted version of hope that sidelines a friendship from the free thinkers... Thoughts lose control as emotions perpetrate from the contents within the chest... Enhancing intent to begin relations always claiming to peak at ones best... In a cycle of events that revolve with spiraling attempts to make just one last... Betraying self n altering who we are for the sake of a chance to gather memories that make up a well earned past... The thumper gets away from itself as it rides each pulse reaching for someone else wanting a lil bit of balance that helps... As one must change inner makings to accompany a so called friend craving to be felt... As tears will eventually fall due to perfect in another's eyes doesn't exist... Just to hear the chatter redefine content leaping from lips... It cannot be trusted if like fails to admit how two people really get along... It's the key to the madness of where we all belong... Fitting in without trying to pretend to be what another wants... Rushing to the scene so sweet depths appear to be deeper than the shallows of an us... The trick as playful as a innocent game said to have no limits... Until one or the other feels cheated n quits... Taking with them a promise of forever seized by resentments rage... Wit the edge of luv cutting into the beginnings of hate... The desire to open up never allows the calm to live as is... For never enough is a moment too be plucked from the rib...
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