For Better For Worse
Life sets her right above
The chase of the rich.
Enjoying the best of love,
In her own cool niche.
A place where sins don't dine,
To put trust at test for pleasure.
He only have the key to her shrine,
Where loyalty is enough a measure.
Flee far from fickle firestorm,
Feasting fun for faith fairly...
For fouls, footing forceful fear,
Facing free focus future fathers.
Love is a two ways street;
As it is so dangerous, so it is magical.
Love is so beautiful and so emotional.
Yet everyone has his/her own weakness.
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