I don’t trust you, Lust. You are a demon.
Because of you, in the heart, the blood runs out,
Through the holes, you punched. For me, you were love,
But for the other, only lust.
Only lies.
Love. Is it real? Does it exist?
Look at the relationships, the couples.
One loves.
One lusts.
One hates.
One lies.
How many are genuinely happy?
The older couples, hand in hand. They have made it.
They discovered the secret; they shared the joy.
But do the young know this?
People lie.
They trick.
All for lust.
All to get the ultimate.
The trickery.
A place where one dedicates one's life,
While the other uses and takes advantage.
There is emptiness.
Despair.
We all want it, the ultimate love.
But does it exist?
Or does it all show up in the guise of
Lust?
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Love
Lust
Hate
or
Lies
Which one will you go after?
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Love, Lust, Hate, or Lies
by Stephanie Daich
