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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.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/28/2011 10:05:00 AM
Enjoyed reading your excellent poetry today Rolando. I will be back again to read more. Please continue to write and share your poetry with us. The best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol
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Date: 4/26/2011 11:36:00 AM
Very nice read...Jimmy
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Date: 4/25/2011 5:43:00 PM
Some deep things to think on! Light & Love
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