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Change.
A word that most of us fears.
For the better or for worse,
That is how it plays the game,
Immaculate or tarnished.
Love or hate.
The path you take can affect this change.
We can not stop it,
This change of ours,
But we can manipulate it.

Your heart continually gives like a fountain.
It's pristine waters illuminate the night,
Full of everlasting love.

The room fills with a sweet sound
As the bow touches the violin.
Immaculate music, from a small entity,
Blossoms the rose from within our being.
It strikes a string from within our hearts,
Pulling at the feelings we harbour.

This tea for two is not complete.
It may have tea, have crumpets aplenty,
But it misses an important piece,
For a tea for two is not complete without two.

Was I wrong?
Your grace you hold lies within,
Behind the scars you harbour.
No matter how many cuts in the counting,
It is still there, waiting.
This facade you hold I know too well,
Keeping the emotions locked,
A smile that is only a gilded thorn.
But yet we still go after this glory of ours.
This glory of ours that shines us,
Hurts us,
Pains us,
Stabs us,
And yet loves us all at once.
It is a challenge life gives us
And we accept this challenge if we would like to,
For we are just mere humans,
Perfect and imperfect,
Pure, but tainted.
We must face this challenge with all our heart
And brave though our faults,
Our lies,
Our scarred lives,
And embrace them as they are.
We have to avoid them as much as we despise them,
Stepping up ourselves for the challenge when it is given.
Life never is a fair person.