What Is Called Love Is a Mystery
What is called love is a mystery
I leave my father, I leave mother
The ones who love much better
But cry for one with only half love
What is called love is a mystery
I do not know how it joins two
The ones who are strangers in life
But are ready to die due of love
What is called love is a mystery
If I know the factory it is made
If I know the executive directors
I would plead change of its brand
What is called love is a mystery
Happy to enter but bitter to leave×2
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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