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I know there is that love connecting the lovers with purity and peace

I know there is that love different than we know unable to hate

Hovering in lust is the best way to pass the time

They awaken in a daze of magic air

No trace of blood no trace of tears

They sink into dark wishes

Could she ever love him so passionately if she never breathed the dust of hate

Could she ever falled into hate if she never dipped into the deepness of love

Is it so desirable to know these emotions? Where is hiding the innocence in all?

(Lonelieness, addiction, desire...)

He seizes her beauty and binds it on his lust

They sware their passion in chains of pain

Thrown in illusions of familiar charm

Their faces reflect their sins

She sways him in despising words

Though she knows her need in him

Love left them to deplore them

But they find HER again in their fear