Love

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Love is happiness,
But it lives so short,
It dies along with the people,
People don't live long.

Hearts break, hearts melt,
Pains burdened, tears fallen,
Sparkle and joy just jump in,
All these stories simply forgotten.

Love may not be forever,
But it lives until your life—
Only if it's true from both the sides,
Then, that'll be enough to keep you alive.

The sun shall live forever,
Also it's rays;
But the people it touched are not remembered,
'Cause it touches one and all.

Love, it's the sun; rays, a part of it;
Sometimes there are hurdles,
But misunderstandings are corrected,
And love keeps company through every bit of it.

Just like sometimes it's warm,
Sometimes hot, sometimes chilly, sometimes dark;
But there is always hope,
That a new day shall start.

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