Call It Hurt, the Love I Know
Should I say more if you cannot see?
Then color me love possessed if it may be
How do you spell love?
L.O.V.E?
Are you sure?
Roses do they give on Valentines
What is it they want me to see?
The red to remind me of my bloody bruises
How does love feel?
Perhaps the way the thorns feel in my hands
Then again should you think I’m crazy?
By deception sculptured my love be defined
How do you spell bliss?
B.L.I.S.S?
Are you sure?
Once I open my secret to you
Come let me teach you the meaning of love
Beads of agony, tears of pain
Humiliation combined
Call it hurt, the love I know!
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