Love is suppose to be infinite,
Unbreakable,
and content,
Not deceiving,
And un-greeting.
For when you do have love
It will suck the life out of you,
And leave nothing but dew,
It seems welcoming.
You hear love is suppose to be
Full of enduring life,
But they don't well you
That you have to fight,
To get what you want in love and life.
You must always think about all your choices
Before you start listening to those voices.
Don't let love suck life out of you,
Cause you deserve better.
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