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Love Is Blind.

He dreams of happiness
I do too
Running off into the sunset
'Like cool kids do.

For a while, he was mine
I was his, or so I thought.
Is there love without deception?
It's hard to tell what's true
'Or if it's just another lie.

19th Century, picture us on our first date.
Romantic and respectful as a gentlemen should be.
Now it's the 21st Century,
We meet and fuck on the same day.

It's hard to talk everyday
It's not as picture perfect as it seems
Love is blind and when you're blind
You're a fool who can't tell
The difference between what's right and wrong.

~Yours Truly,