What is love?
Love gets you high
Its the
reason we tell lies
Makes you cry
Makes you laugh
Fills up but at
times makes you feel half
Makes him jump out
his Adidas & call her a slut
& when its all
over
he gives her a
shoulder
The reason she still
comes home
One minute you here
alone
The next you want to
share it
Its like a car to
its mechanic
Perhaps we should
take every moment as the last
Maybe eyes won't
suffer more than the heart
Love keeps you
coming back in the new age
Take it from Brother
Rick Ross blowing off his shirt on stage
Its like gravity
Baby please hurt me
Love is addictive
BUT peaking it in one
language is contradictive
If married folks
told us the recipe we'd probably all be citizens
I heard a wine-glass
can talk grapes.. listen
So can amateurs pose
pure smiles at doctors
its like medicine
Love is the reason
2012 is not the END
but the only the
beginning of greater things to come that you and I cant think off
Love is what keeps
me updating Bloggers with a twist.. Love
you
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