Love
Love is a glass of wine
With tart but tender taste.
We know that mustn't cross the line
But glass of wine will soon be waste.
Love is a sea
That covers us like a wave
It opens world u didn't see
But u become a slave.
It's like a game with cruel rules.
It burns inside the heart.
And everyone can win or loose
It's not depend on smart.
So u can choose the way of life:
The short way gives u hope and light.
To choose hard way means go by knife
But who can tell u what is right..?
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