Love
Love is uncertain,
Love is a wide open curtain,
Love has many faces,
Love leaves no traces,
It is like a beast,
that will never cease.
He has gone through many years,
Cause'd and stopped many a tears.
Never has it died
Many has it tried.
Sometimes it brings to hearts
or tears two apart.
Love is a kind friend
BUT sometimes it turn to an enemy
In the end.
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