The arrow of fate
doesn’t have a heart
doesn’t have feelings
can’t pick and choose
Love hits a person
right in the heart
no matter if the person is ready
or willing
It can rock your world
and bring it down tumbling
all around you
in a heap of desire
It’s a lot like luck
it doesn’t matter how much you have
it can still turn against you
and burn you from the inside out
u have explained it truly..love is the sweetest poison it kills us slowly hehehe marvelous work! u amazing!
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I would like to translate this poem
You explained the point very well. I agree with you, love, well we can't control it, even if we want to.