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Love is a lost puppy,
Digging into nothingness,
To find a bone that isn't there.
Love is a hopeless thing sometimes.
It flutters around,
A field of shattered dreams,
Looking for it's soulmate.
Love is an orange pumpkin on Halloween.
It's scooped and carved away,
Until there is nothing left,
But a faint, flickering flame.
Love is a drifting cloud,
Pierced by birds,
Letting a rain of sorrowful tears,
Spill upon the earth.
Love is a rainbow,
Spreading across the moist sky,
The tears have healed,
And it's a time of new beginnings.
