I am not ready for love
For I am not a Dove
Love is considered a bed of roses
A life full of romantic poses
But remember that those roses have splinters
They rub against your skin and it causes a hinder
The love that I want is different
The one which I find magnificent
Love is an emotion
Something as deep as an ocean
I am not ready to dive in the mighty sea
For I can't find the 'one' to do it for, you see
I am not ready for love
For I want it to be a shove
- LAB
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Timpania Diaries
General FictionThe funny moments in the school life of Lyra Black. Hope you can relate on some.
