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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required People say that love never fails, That all is fair in love and war, But really, how do you know, What love can or can not do? And if all is fair in love and war, then Why does someone always end up getting hurt? I know my love will never fail, Because I love you with all my heart and soul, Because I would give my life for you, And everything I am or have just to be with you. However, I can not be fair to all Because all is not fair in love and war. I wish to hurt no one, so I don't, But by doing so, I hurt myself. My heart wants to be with you so much And yet I wish to hurt no one. So I don't, I don't confess my love for you, I keep it locked inside, And as a friend I stay by your side. My love for you remains forever pure and unchanged. I love you, Yes, I do, with all my heart and soul, With all that I am and hope to be just for you. My heart untamed and wild, dreaming of what if, But it's cut in half by the love I feel for both. My heart belongs to you but only half, Because I gave the other half away to him. Now I suffer for my love, for both are great, But only one, I wish I could be with forever. All is not fair in love and war, So I love you both and suffer much, Because my heart is wounded, torn in half. I can not speak of my deep love for you, I can not confess my feelings to you. So I go on with my life pretending nothing's wrong. Why must I go on without your love? It's faith, I guess, that I suffer so. It's destiny to love you so.
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