A Love Poem

a love poem,
keep seein the rose lines about red being passion,
keep seeing the lines of angels and mine being pure,
keep seein all of this yet cliche as it may be i fall,
i fall for those same sweet words, maybe its the fact that their hope and security,
or maybe its all just in the mind and i'm to blind to see,
if all this could be true i'm a fool
i'm lost to something unkown
i'm lost to someone else to find me
this isn't another romeo story
but it still fills me with the same curiosity
yes i believe in love
but i don't believe in those lovers who claim it true
but in that same mind baby i believe in you,

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