Love


Love

The certain thing about certainty is uncertainty
And fact can become fiction with the right amount of friction
If no one is an island then why do people drown?
And trees not only fall in forests but sometimes someone cuts them down

How we communicate, determines whether, we free or incarcerate
Speak softly, yes, but remember, some words still intimidate
Love, however, spoken softly or yelled in passion out loud
When spoken from an honest heart, never makes one frown.

Choose Love-

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