Tuesday, February 01, 2005

The Old Devil Called Luv
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Who is that old devil who makes us cry?
Everyone who knows him, gives a sigh,
For he is, the old devil called love,
The one's that a devil but yet a dove.

He is good, yet so bad,
He's an angle, yet a cad,
He makes us laugh,he makes us cry,
Nobody gets peace in the mind.

What is wrong with him you may ask,
He may go, or he may last,
He'll always be in our lives,
So do try to be as sharp as knife.

He will hurt you, yet bring joy,
Or it might just be a decoy,
Whatever it is just keep in mind,
Never, never be too kind,

The devil is cunning, he is bad,
How do you think, he makes people sad?
But wait, juz a little while,
Why don't we think him dull?

He's unpredictable and wild,
Its like playing with an angry cow!
But why do we still play with him?
Beacause, when hez around it seems,
That suddenly everything is alright,
Even though sometimes its not a pretty sight.

We hate it, yet luv it,
We cant sit, but cant keep on our feet,
Whta do we do, o WHAT do we do?
Let me tell YOU.

There's really no right way to do it well,
Who knows? It might be really swell,
Well, this is the devil, NOW you know,
And mayb one day you'll see beneath the snow,
That thats all love ever is,
Its heartach but brings lotsa bliss.

So just watch out,
You'll never know,
It might be a trip to a park,
or in a restuarant to dine,
But what ever happens,
Just be careful next time!

Alyssa
done on: 14 July 2004




~whispers by child of god. at 2:19 AM 0