Fools In Love
FOOLS IN LOVE
To feel the talk of fools from such as you,
the slicing of the heart, your cutting knife
has brought me to this end we're going through,
forever now to die, all of my life.
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I set you loose but you've refused to go
from out of where I've put you in my mind,
and though you've told me why, I'll never know,
except you still enjoy what grief you find.
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Though all the talk I've heard still takes my breath,
I can't believe I love you more than this,
to rise above your words that brought my death,
and still say, "I love you, in spite of this."
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You ask what manner of a fool this fool might be
to love you as I do? The song of me.
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