Love
Here is a place of mixed feelings, passions so high
Manipulating judgements, so blind, can't exactly say why
Such emotions so formidable, making you laugh even as you cry
Veiling your views, covering your perceptions, Oh what of such dye
A world of reality so fictitious, illusions so real, a land where hearts never die
Abounding wealth of passions and sentimental, a course on how you try
With achievements of yields in even seasons so dry
With its first touch making the soul engulfed in infatuations like meat in a pie
Affecting the mind, bringing such thoughts, telling the heart any possible lie
Racing beats of the heart through thousands miles
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