Hot and cold no, one actually knows
The happiness we seek, darkness sought
Confides and counsels in each hearts
The love we gave, returned three folds
Seemingly warring arrows across
Grenades of accusation flooding we mourn
Too tough to release uneasy to persist
Through it all we were made from these
Ulterior motives courting present gifts
Genuine from heart to make no foe
Companions of one, till time do us part- distraction to cope
Past lessons aid in future trials preciously uphold
One way
Three sides
A middle love shared
Forever it ll spread
loves sharp
tenderly brittle
one hand can't clap on it's own
takes two to free a bird
tenderly brittle
one hand can't clap on it's own
takes two to free a bird
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