Love and Hate
Love doth not rise above hate and tis equal upon measure
Both can rip a soul apart, but both can bring thee pleasure
Beware of thy choice though tis thine to make
But let thyself give a token that thee can surely take
Fire and passion fuel them both to a remarkable degree
But thou must attest that love tastes far less bitter to thee
Both can rip a soul apart, but both can bring thee pleasure
Beware of thy choice though tis thine to make
But let thyself give a token that thee can surely take
Fire and passion fuel them both to a remarkable degree
But thou must attest that love tastes far less bitter to thee
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