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Here is a poem To a boy or a girl A specific archer Or maybe a plain Sport player What is love? Is it everyone must have? In different thoughts And different genre, How can I explain? How do I begin? In the Archery of Love There’s a bow and an arrow we must have And here’s the target face A mind and soul based In this game you choose To be the Archer Or the target face When your lover is the Archer He / She can hit you Bull’s eye! The feeling of love Can already make you fly. But remember Archery is a game At the end He / She will get the arrow That hit you awhile ago You can feel the pain It’s end of the game Archery of Love is just a game So stop crying
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 8:01 AM UTC
Archery of Love
Here is a poem To a boy or a girl A specific archer Or maybe a plain Sport player What is love? Is it everyone must have? In different thoughts And different genre, How can I explain? How do I begin? In the Archery of Love There’s a bow and an arrow we must have And here’s the target face A mind and soul based In this game you choose To be the Archer Or the target face When your lover is the Archer He / She can hit you Bull’s eye! The feeling of love Can already make you fly. But remember Archery is a game At the end He / She will get the arrow That hit you awhile ago You can feel the pain It’s end of the game Archery of Love is just a game So stop crying
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 8:01 AM UTC
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