Love
Many people often presume,that love is but an emotion,
it dances along cupid's tune,
a dust of inspiration.
And yet, once love fades away,
like all things of beauty withers,
those same people would then say,
love is a fruit that is bitter.
Perhaps it is safer to deduce,
that love is more than emotion,
for there is one more thing it use,
the power of decision.
intramuros
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