I don't want a lover
Because it’s hidden with cloud cover
But if the wind's blowing me away
Then I think I’ll have to play this game I display
Love can be a nuisance
But you’ll fall once or even twice
I think ‘Love’ is never played
The potion’s just magically sprayed
Some say ‘When you love, you’re in the air’
And other’s ‘Love hurts and pains’
Which answer is believed?
Let it be heaved!
What is Love?
The answer lies to someone above…
Who cares if you fall or not?
I just hope it rots…
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P.S: Really I don't hope it rots. It's just a poem :]
