Love;

Love;

Oh, sweet love…
What Joy;
What Pain;
What confusion you’ve shown me.
Some say,
“Don’t Love too hard, you’ll end up lonely.”
But not always.
Sometimes Love can play nice;
Love can be real;
Love can be Life.
It’s important to Love yourself,
before your love is set free.
Because love can’t prevail,
If I fail…. to love me.

 

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