How could we not be if it was not for love.
How could we not hurt if it was not for
Love.
How could we not understand if it was not for Love.
Yet we hate and **** each other as if we have never loved.
Fight over colors and sections
As if we don't have the same blood.
Tease and bully each other
As if we won't be judged.
Karma a gun you hear it's firing you know It always catches up. We should start a new by Loving our self first.
To always be loved because we can't Lie to self.
To always be loved was so simple in
Loving one's self.
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC
How could we not be if it was not for love.
How could we not hurt if it was not for
Love.
How could we not understand if it was not for Love.
Yet we hate and **** each other as if we have never loved.
Fight over colors and sections
As if we don't have the same blood.
Tease and bully each other
As if we won't be judged.
Karma a gun you hear it's firing you know It always catches up. We should start a new by Loving our self first.
To always be loved because we can't Lie to self.
To always be loved was so simple in
Loving one's self.
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