Rose

Heart

King

Cosmic night

Love got branded, sold in lines,
A clever word, a market sign.
They dress it up, they make it gold,
But love was never meant to be sold.

There’s no law for love, no perfect plan,
It’s not the need to own or stand.
It’s a state that breaks the wall,
Opens doors to something real.

All around, the fight goes on,
A twisted race with no reward won.
Endless chasing, proving worth.

It’s the story told in every age,
What you lost, what you tried to chase.
You think you’re searching far away,
But truth was closer every day.

King

Robonoise

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