Naive Little Heart
What illness possesses you,
My naive little heart?
What is it you seek?
You know love is not easy,
And its only for the braveheart..
Yet you keep attempting it,
Over and over again..
Why do you make it hard?
Havent you learnt already..
Love is a rare luxury,
Which not all can avail..?
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