i dedicate this poem to everyone that has fallen in love...wether it worked out or not!
Love is like a fire...
It always needs kindling
It is always warm
It is perfect in every shape and form
It is the most beautiful thing
Love is like a flower...
It is always blossoming
It is what everyone will need
It always starts with a seed
It is the most beautiful thing
But that fire...
It may be hard to keep around
You should have learned
You may get burned
It may eventually die down
but that flower...
It won't always be that warm quilt
Your petals may fall
You isn't always a ball
It may eventually wilt
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