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 once upon a time

Love is all we write about, but
what do we do when love
walks away, what then. Do we
lavish our  rhetoric on bended knees
knowing we are fools and unable to stop.

 Asking a simple question, do you love me.
making fools of ourselves hoping for
The postive to hear of course i love you.
But it is muttered into the muck
obsurced by deciet the deadly phrase
is uttered i shall phone you, soon, then
you realise that you are being taken for a ride.

Not a most loving kind of love, but one that
demanded you buy, you pay and when you 
walk away, thats when you no longer hear that decietful
phrase, i love you, accepting in your heart and mind
the other person has been lieing all the time.

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