Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless aching need.
I say love it is a flower
And you it's only seed.
Decision making time. Where do you incline towards? Or do u not have a stand?
2 comments:
wahh emo post?
ga ga oh o oh o ...
I have got no idea what you talking.
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