Some prose for those that like prose
Love What is the pointWhat is the botherWhy do people do this thingThis thing called love?It's destructive as well as nurturingPainful and yet pleasurableWorthless and yet valuableThis thing called loveWhy do we botherWhat is the pointLife is shortSo why waste time on it?I once thought I could loveBut I can no longer do soFor every time I meet someone I likeAnd fall for themThey back off or come up with excusesSo I will sit back and watch the foolsThe fools who bother to loveBecause they can and I cannot
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