On one side of a spinning coin
There lies a quest we’ve lost,Yet hope to find the love that’s gone
At reckless human cost.
While in a world of love and hate
That frequently confuse,We run towards love’s closing gate
Forgetting how to choose.
You find by night the places that
You’ll never find by day;Yet still refuse to speak the facts
That no one wants to say.
We were the ones the heartless kissed.
Emotions with us toyed.We speak the words the Bible missed –
‘Thou Cupid art destroyed’.
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