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by Yakari Gabriel Jun 1, 2012 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Happiness is an immature man. he comes often around, promising to keep me warm and safe, but he never compromises he always leaves when I start to love him
by Dagmar Wilson
There is an old saying "Happiness comes from within if we are not happy with our own self how can we be happy with someone else" Love and Happiness those two things combined should be about making compromises This was well written and so true and meaningful