You believe that here is where love lives
But what's you've always gone through
Conflict the blindness this love gives
The imperfects, 🤥 lies and 🌗 half truths
Stand single - handedly as a mortal proof
How the affection is flawed
One moment beauty, the next is the proof
Designated slavery, a father to a father
Yet you stand by it, fight for believe
Infatuated to love, love to die for
Is the feeling a fault, or a relieve
Is its depth deeply rooted to its core
For with the loves comes hate, bones with love 😍
©Robert tet
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