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Nov 2020
My love isn’t weak
It knows when to bow
My love isn’t stubborn
It knows when to stand
If it knows, I can’t tell it no

My love isn’t strong
It knows when to bow
My love isn’t passive
It knows when to stand
If it knows, I can’t tell it yes

It’s my love, let it
Tell you what it knows
It’s my love, let it
Tell you when it knows
If it knows, let it tell

My love isn’t everything
It knows when it’s nothing
My love isn’t nothing
It knows when it’s everything
If it knows, I can’t tell it no

My love isn’t young
It knows when it’s old
My love isn’t old
It knows when it’s young
If it knows, I can’t tell it yes

It’s my love, let it
Tell you what it wants
It’s my love, let it
Tell you when it wants
If it wants, let it tell
From my blog, siamorweng.wordpress.com
Written by
Sia Morweng  26/F
(26/F)   
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   Frances Raeburn
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