• Hope


    Being in love,
    Is like being a child.
    Being hurt in love,
    You will never smile.

    You take this experience
    which shapes your fate.
    It alters your mind
    In desiring a soul mate.

    I have loved many times
    and offered it for free.
    but I paid a price at the end
    for just being myself to thee.

    I disregard my feelings now;
    In being bitter and distressing.
    but there is always forever someone,
    who will commit to your loving.  

    You might be amazed,
    what's hidden behind the truth.
    when you and your friend find,
    that love you cherished in your youth.

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    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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