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Love is like a small pen
Love is like a small pen
If its ink is done it wont write again
Love is like a flower that youll like and adore
Itll wilt and fade but it remain hard for u to ignore
Love is akin to a game of chess
It begins like the sweet first kiss
And ends like a mysterious miss
Love is like an unforgettable dream
It lights your time as a sunshine beam
Youll open your eyes and itll dwell as a picture in a frame
Love is like a kindle that seems to cry
It burns itself like it counts each day
It doesnt tell u where, how and why
Until it reaches its end and die
Love is like a stairs that lead u to the sky
It gives you wings and u feel u can fly
With every hard step u make, u pray
In the end, all your trials in vain and couldnt reach the high
If its ink is done it wont write again
Love is like a flower that youll like and adore
Itll wilt and fade but it remain hard for u to ignore
Love is akin to a game of chess
It begins like the sweet first kiss
And ends like a mysterious miss
Love is like an unforgettable dream
It lights your time as a sunshine beam
Youll open your eyes and itll dwell as a picture in a frame
Love is like a kindle that seems to cry
It burns itself like it counts each day
It doesnt tell u where, how and why
Until it reaches its end and die
Love is like a stairs that lead u to the sky
It gives you wings and u feel u can fly
With every hard step u make, u pray
In the end, all your trials in vain and couldnt reach the high
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