-- Title -- Too Good to Be True

==-- Author --== Daimon Minerva

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Something that makes me the happiest person The saddest person at the same time Knowing...knowing that... Knowing that there's someone out there not...just wanting to hurt you To lead you on To leave you to pick up the shattered pieces of your heart that they've stepped upon in the process of Leading you on Leading you to an early grave of not knowing Not believing that this is real Too good to be true Something unmistakably misguided as fool's love Yet...who are we to actually...know what love is Can anyone actually define it? What is -soul mate- anyways? Who's to say...we are but angels trapped in Hell's seductive womb? I just don't see how some people can take these feelings that rush inside of them like a raging streams ready to break through the barrier of it's confinements. Flooding every other possible stream of feeling I guess it's too good to be true To feel as though you have everything you've ever wanted You've found that right someone When there's still so much to learn So much to experience Too good to be true When you have good things in one hand Bad things in the other Confusion inbetween