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That Feeling Called Love

That feeling called love
So bright yet an umbra to the heart
Sets in for joy yet it mourns
Draining every bit of life,
Just to see the feeling alive

That feeling called love
Oh!… I’m yet to understand
A word meant to be adored
Yet, used to manipulate
Generating the urge to know your stand

That feeling called love
Enslaving you within its cage
Keys to freedom, yet a prisoner
Lusting after its outcome
Forgetting its red colour brings danger

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