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Sometimes love can be like hyperbole
Many times there is so much exaggeration
That self love becomes an inconsistency
And a true heart gets empty in order to fill other's
Many times love may turn into a scene from an act
featuring nothing more than characters
And not much of that tender feeling is left as a result
I just wish I were wrong about it
And I may be so
some people who fall in love
May feel so bad that they might get cornered
What's real love then?
Is real love like an affirmation

That does not leave room for self denial, while wishing others well?
I think regular people can not understand it sometimes
I just hope to be wrong about it too and pray that they do
Because I am just as regular as they are
For there is happiness
In a heart that has just gotten unbroken
And real Love creates so much emotion by itself that
It comes complete
And who is that in need of approval concerning real love
As long as they avoid making mistakes in order to avoid hurting others?
So much is said about love
And so many wrongs are perpetrated
Yet so little right is done
And when you are faithful to real love
Most times you will pay a price
As you are not perfect too
You may suffer and cause others to suffer sometimes
And mistakes can be made
However make sure it's not on purpose
Indeed, everyone must be strong
Just do not fear making it a try if you feel love
And tell others how much they are important to you
If it is what really comes from your heart
But do not hope people will understand you
Sometimes, they won't
So just be as specific as you can
And make sure what you feel is for good only
Once someone got you wrong
It may be impossible to fix it
And all that may be left is the same inconsistency present within an empty heart
So, if you are sure what you did was for good
And you may be suffering for this
Just let it be

Let's not think we may find perfection in ourselves
Let's hope we may be able to get as close as we can of it, though

And let us let life take its course as it always has



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Por que dizer quando é amor?
Sem amor a vida é triste
Silenciar se é só doar
um abraço, um beijo, o que for
Por que rasgar tudo em pedaços?
quanto mais diz, menos importa?
Por que amar sem ser amado?
Se com amor não há derrota
Acho que sofre mais quem ama
quando termina em solidão
acho que chora mais quem clama
se falta amor no coração
Então é assim que deve ser
se não se quer explicação?
então é assim que irei viver
enquanto vivem em distração?
Sem amor a vida é triste
e muita coisa é ilusão
sem amor nada resiste
e um mundo acaba em solidão
Por que dizer quando é amor?
Sem amor a vida é triste
Silenciar se é doar
um abraço, um beijo, o que for
Se já foi hora de mudar
seguir em outra direção
dar um basta nesta vida
de maldade e confusão
De amor não morre
e não se mata
e não se mata um coração
com amor nada é perdido
Se somos jovens pra entender
mas para o amor não há idade
e há vida em mim e em você

João Neto