Love Magic

It’s a tragic kind of magic

The kind that breaks strongest

Bends the knees of the bravest

The flash of light in the eyes

That see in darkest night

Words whispered by this arcane spell

Speak only of paradise

Of Hell it never tells

Yet Hell is what it what it reaps

Even though the words it sows are sweet

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