My Heart
What is love is it a game that people learn to play from childhood.Love just happens to
be one of those things that we can not force,Fake,lie or even run from most of us
pretend to know what love is but in fact we end up living a lie with someone you never
really got the chance to know .Never knowing where someone heart is is a real
dangerous game some only seek love to find riches, happiness, fame or being
controlled by someone who says baby i love you .This one thing i know that real love
comes in no shape or form you don't have to force it fight with it or even pretend to
know what the other person is thinking real love comes from the inner spot called a
Human heart.
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