Sunday, June 17, 2012

Everybody plays the fool

I have inner visions like stevie
Wondering if when i look inside
do i c me
or do i c the clone of who i use to be
I am love and all that it embodies
So why every time it comes around i feel
like it robbed me
Of a piece of myself
Cus the love that i had is the real wealth
So rather than give it away
I rather share
Because like the alpha and omega
it will always be here
'Cus in order for there to be life
There has to be love
Love is one of the most purest things in existence
So why do so many people resist it?

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