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RELATIONS.

Though love is never perfect
And heartache always so pure
There is always a necessity
To keep on heading out.

Like moths to a flame
Oblivious to reason
Hearts can bind to its heat
And never let go.

It tends to come and so to go
The closer the relations
The more that we can know
Yes the closer the relations
The less we will let go.

Through hatred being despised
By jealous and salacious eyes
That which has no name
Remains until it grows.

It tends to come and so to go
The closer the relations
The more that we can know
Yes the closer the relations
The less we will let go.

But pressure comes to blow the coup
And threatens self destruction
That’s not what is required
To leave alone those relying on.

You, yonder is the answer kept
Within fields of Easter house
Like walls we build around
They break and fall eventually.

It tends to come and so to go
The closer the relations
The more that we can know
Yes the closer the relations
The less we will let go.

Again it is not wrong to love
No matter who provides
Without a surety of profundity
What comes will always go.

And holding hands in final scene
This play we play with, is never over
More questions roll that can be stopped
Where lies the blame no-one knows – do you?

GRUM

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