This Thing Called Love


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It’s a distraction,
This thing called love,
When I think I’ve forgotten you
My clouded thoughts of you haunt

It’s a burden,
This thing called love
You left me broken,
The emptiness lies heavy on my shoulders

It’s a joy
This thing called love
It leaves me smiling for no reason
Absentminded in this crazy world.

It’s a poem,
This thing called love,
Sweet words you coo
The reason for my red-flushed face

It’s a battle,
This thing called love
You and I engulfed in this Russian roulette
Each time we come through

It’s an unending phase,
This thing called love,
An unbearable cycle,
As I clasp this bouquet of forget-me-nots

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