Love
Sometimes love is played
People no longer love
It's just pass and hit
But love is there
Why do we lust?
Why do we play with it?
Love......
I love......
I adore.....
I know how to love
I know how to play
But my love is not a game
My heart is not a playground
I love.......
I adore....
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