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Dec 2017
Love is pure
Are you sure?
The hearts get lured
But not insured
The feelings get broken
When love finally is woken
One sided love sick
But the other has their own pick
A handsome fellow or a wealthy chic
Love is no longer pure
It's just a bait to lure
Then left out for sure
Most of us would agree
That love comes as free
So we all take it
Cause love doesn't grow on trees
It's a freebie token
You get tossed once you are broken...

©sim
Fictional write. Just few thoughts in. I'm sure we all have our own perceptions.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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