Things we do for love
The things we do for love,
Isn't it crazy,
How we throw ourselves into a dark hole,
And never come back out.
We spend our whole life loving,
Something, Anything has love in it,
Food, animals, yes even humans,
Its crazy isn't it.
Sometimes if we're lucky,
That thing we love,
Will give you love back,
Maybe even something more than love,
Respect, Gratitude, or Worship.
poem by Hannah Eichenauer
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