Love


The driving force of life
Most want this,
However little effort is put in.
What is it really?
We call it love.

But when you look hard,
You see this is all a lie.
They will still leave for someone else,
He still takes what he wants and moves on,
And she still breaks every promise.

The concept of love is enticing,
Though fragile.
So hand it with care.
For one false move,
And they'll never again be there.

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