Aire by Unknown
Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower & you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to
dance
Its the dream afraid of waking that never takes the
chance
It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give
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