Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
I wish I really knew what love is
My heart is a sensitive thing, so
I wish I really knew what love is.
My heart breaks easily,
My tears fall swiftly and sometimes
With the slightest of insults.
Love is not hurtling names back and forth
To see who can cry first.
I just wish I could distinguish between
Love and cruelty because,
The one is pretty much like the other in some respects.
But I am babbling like a fool
Who has plans to rule the world by her heart.
May 27, 2004
Suge
I wish I really knew what love is.
My heart breaks easily,
My tears fall swiftly and sometimes
With the slightest of insults.
Love is not hurtling names back and forth
To see who can cry first.
I just wish I could distinguish between
Love and cruelty because,
The one is pretty much like the other in some respects.
But I am babbling like a fool
Who has plans to rule the world by her heart.
May 27, 2004
Suge
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I wish I really knew what love is
I wish I really knew what love is
