Love is like..

Love is like,
a bunch of roses

some time's they
die and some time's
they go away

they never stay
they always disappear

they take your heart
then they break it

the thorns they hurt
they stick you tell you bleed

the love for someone hurts
they stick to you like a rose
would stick to a thorn

if you see me at the day
they take you at the hurt

they never let you go
they stay to you like glue

they never let the hurt
come back as they
see you in the hall
or at a party

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