Still

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

The real face of love.

Still

Still there are hopes to hope for,

Still there are dreams to dream,

Still there are words to be spoken,

Still the sun rises with its beam.

And still in the heart of darkness

The rays of love remain;

Still there are reasons to believe

In love there’s nothing to gain.


Submitted: January 03, 2019

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