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What are we but mere illusions

We go through life in nothing but disillusion

We scurry to and fro

We say yes sir and no Mame

When in fact we're all dammed



We live in fear and and cry dry tears

We clutch for those we need

Some for us to feed others to just to bleed



Then these the age old question of love

What is it, where dose it come from why and there's the rub

Why is there a price attached cost us blood

once the bleed starts there's no real patch



Then as the sun rises all fades away

Love at bay

All others say that it was all nay a dream forgotten

To them that can be true

For us we wait for our begotten

Our hearts pound for we the forgotten

Our hearts empty and yearning

We the lone and lost and turned away

We wait eagerly for our day and night to stay



Love to all we the kindred

for our love is not bewildered

We wait longingly for our mate

Only the makers choose the rate.

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VAMPIREBLONDEE
02:26 Dec 13 2008

Beautiful poem! Filled with magical words.

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What is love

where does it come from

when does it start

why does it hurt our heart



Why must love cause pain

why does it have to fit into a frame

why is the always someone to blame

why does our hearts end in flames



Why don't we get to choose

and when we do we usually lose

we let in a stranger

knowing the danger

yet we continue to play the game



When it end who do we blame

it was you

no it was you

then friends and family enter the frame

we never asked for their oppinion

we never asked for your advice

let us live and let us choose



Mind your business

stay out of our way

maybe then they'll stay