Love, that one emotion I dread.
It's a wonderful feeling, some say.
But it has done more harm than good.
What exactly is it to love,
When Peter tells Angela he loves her in the morning,
Only to tell Sharon the same thing at night?
What exactly is it to love?
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Unspoken Words
PoetryHere are Collections of Unspoken Words. They'll be Written in a blend of fictional and nonfictional events. -AbdulGaffar01
