Fresh Love

Fresh Love

Give me fresh love and wild new chance
Happy and precious while newly romanced
Stop my losses and learn all anew
That which is kept beyond what "I knew"

Trouble, oh trouble, you beastial fool
You're tricking and kicking, using old tools
Blessed oh wreckage of copious fire
They're burning, yes burning, those carless loud liars

A conquer to peak on newly birthed thought
Giving way to those wretched and heavy false talks
Then bursting upon the glimmering of sun
To step on again in joyous fresh love

© RunWrite - 04-29-22-09:18 AM


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