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Published: 2011-02-27 05:23:07 +0000 UTC; Views: 181; Favourites: 6; Downloads: 1
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Sit at a window and ask yourselfa question. Is this
all there is to life?
There is hate, yes.
Screaming, yes.
Pain, undoubtedly.
Love...a possibility?
I might forget what I enjoy
and question what I fear.
I might always look the same.
But I don't think I'll ever trade
a life of joy
for a forever of butterflies.
Because
life implies no death,
but forever only lasts so long.
...to get swept away with a tasteless kiss?
Love means more to me than this.
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WOW! NIce poem 
Not sure I quite understand it but....nice poem
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like i said, i don't get it either 
although the "butterflies" part reminds me of nervous butterflies in the stomach and butterfly kisses - "moth kisses" as my family used to call them because they felt like moths gently bumping your cheek.
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Haha lol
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