Well love is one's hypocrite feeling,
Creating reasons for all your crying,
Gives you stress and makes your heart aching.
At first you'll have a great pleasant feeling
Of contentment and happiness under the spell of loving
But for sure you'll end up hurting and suffering.
I made this poem for all of you knowing
That love will affect your ways of living
And in the end you'll just wish of dying.
I suffered enough and I don't want the same thing
To destroy all your ideas and dreams you're building.
Don't just believe 'LOVE' while you are living
For you to enjoy your 'all simple feelings'.
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