Midnight Moon~
Ninja Squirrel
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- Seen Jan 4, 2013
Yeah, this is a poem that I posted in the "Some poems that I wrote while I was bored" thread, but I thought it deserved a thread by itself. Plus I edited it up a bit (Grammar and Punctuation)
The Value of Love:
More valuable than gold;
Lasting longer than us all;
It's a breath of fresh air;
It's supernatural.
We take it for granted;
Despite its worth.
Our souls are interwoven;
Our destinies intertwined.
"What is it that does this?"
you ask.
The answer, my friends,
Is hidden by a mask.
People hide this feeling;
Ashamed, afraid;
Knee-deep in misery;
Afraid it'll fade.
The answer to all
This happens to be Love.
It holds us close;
Keeps us looking above.
So take my advice;
When I say this to you;
Never stop loving,
Always hold true.
More valuable than gold;
Lasting longer than us all;
It's a breath of fresh air;
It's supernatural.
We take it for granted;
Despite its worth.
Our souls are interwoven;
Our destinies intertwined.
"What is it that does this?"
you ask.
The answer, my friends,
Is hidden by a mask.
People hide this feeling;
Ashamed, afraid;
Knee-deep in misery;
Afraid it'll fade.
The answer to all
This happens to be Love.
It holds us close;
Keeps us looking above.
So take my advice;
When I say this to you;
Never stop loving,
Always hold true.