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Author: crossoff
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 09-22-07 - Updated: 09-22-07 - Complete - id:2417765

Why does it build me up?

Only to let me down

This thing

It’s called love

It messes me up

I don’t know

How to stop it

It just happens

I want to stop it

But I enjoy love too much

I wish I was ready for it

But I’m not

I need help

To brake away from this

Before I get hurt

I got in too deep

I’m going to get hurt

If only I knew

What would happen

If I didn’t go along with love



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