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K.G. Campbell

K.G. Campbell

Unknown Love

My heart is tangled
In a state of confusion
Is love what I think?
Is it what I feel?
My head spins
My heart reels
I’m lost in this state
This state of confusion
Though I sit in my silence
My thoughts and actions
Cry out all the same
I hate the loss
The unknown truth
What is love?
I thought I knew

(2013)

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