Who are you? What are you doing to me?
I call on all the powers here on Earth,
Protect me from this force I do not see,
This force called Love who haunts me since my birth.
This Love who keeps me sleepless every night
This Love who gives me pains and sufferings
Love that confuse me what’s dark and light
Nothing but problems and trials it brings.
But on second thought, Love’s not that evil.
It isn’t even Love which makes things bad.
It is those people who cannot reveal,
The true intentions and purpose It brings.
If used wisely, Love can be productive.
In stupid’s hands it will be destructive.
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