Love has features which pierce all hearts he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings he comes quickly and flies away the same.
And I ask why am I black they say I was born in sin and shamed inequity. One of the main songs we used to sing in church makes me sick 'love wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.
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Well love is insanity. The ancient Greeks knew that. It is the taking over of a rational and lucid mind by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself you have no power over yourself you can't even think straight.
