Poem by Luke Pere
Being in love,
Is like being a child.
Being hurt in love,
You will never smile.
You take this experience
which shapes your fate.
It alters your mind
In desiring a soul mate.
I have loved many times
and offered it for free.
but I paid a price at the end
for just being myself to thee.
I disregard my feelings now;
In being bitter and distressing.
but there is always forever someone,
who will commit to your loving.
You might be amazed,
what's hidden behind the truth.
when you and your friend find,
that love you cherished in your youth.
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