8. Humble Name

You were a light in the abyss of darkest night,

I was drawn to you like a moth is drawn to the flame,

How could you tell me to get out of your sight,

When your eyes keep shouting out my humble name?

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Why is love so complicated?

LOVE. COMMENT. SHARE.

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