All is fair in love in war
And baby this is love
An ash tray full of cigarette buts
And empty on the floor
Late nights walking
Early morning sleep ins
Baby this just might be love
Hold me tighter
And kiss me madly truly deeply
All is fair in love and war
You paint my nails
And I’ll sooth your soul
We’ve all made some mistakes
But Oh baby this is love
I’ll make you pancakes in my underwear
If you promise to never change
Cuz’ all is fair in love in war
Time moves so slowly
You mean the world to me
Yes, this is love
All is fair in love and war
And baby this is love
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Comments
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Pretti ;)
I like the emotion in this piece, and the repetitive concept.. very nice poet.
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gah.... this one hurts to read.... certain things remind me of me and my ex...................... but its such a good write. you can feel your honesty and your heart in the poem.
very good piece.
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