All love is brave in your mind for the initial stages
all passion hangs onto overwhelming lust and self destructive rages
You put in less work over time but want for the same wages
All love is brave and trying over the first few stages
We like to think it's a random chemical reaction
no blame in you or me or some flattering infatuations
The hangover of that potent lust made you think superheroes flew
to support lil cupid
Love is a slice of the right cake
fat and mild you overeat and overcook it
the end result makes the sugar a bittery flavour
without compassion without connection love has to be brave
We can't even search for a reason to get a promotion
we get sucked in by selfishness and overactive emotions
love could be blind but it's usually frail in most
True love is just invincible and pays the highest wage
the rest is truly counterfeit versions of lust, passion and rage
You don't really know love, though you memorized expectation
so call out hello to that mirror of selfish frustration
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