|Romance Poetry posted March 17, 2013|
This poem is about fake love.
Love is real though
Love to me is like a shinning, twinkling, wondering star, a star that sores real far, love to other people sometimes is how cute the person is, or how much lute the person has, but no, if they think that, their love will shrink, it means their love is not real, their love is a horrible deal, love is how people feel inside not outside.
5-7-5 Poetry Contest contest entry
I feel that people are just using their mate sometimes.Pays one point and 2 member cents.
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