Treasure Island

Nisal Weerasinghe


Cupid multiple shots on me


As I keep on thinking
Made me realize
I'm full of love
With its side effects

Easily manipulate
And so easily fall in love
And that it is not love
Just a damn crush

As I walk on the streets
With all the head turns
Walk pass by me
Within the mind I amazed

Is that love?
I thought it was
But it's not

Thought I had fallen in love
Many times on the time
Passed by

That will die for back then
But now fells like
Don't give a dame

Just some mud halls
That I wasted my time at




Nisal~©

Submitted: Monday, June 25, 2012
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