knock knock
who's there?
r u love?
r u lust?
knock knock
who's there?
r u a poison?
r u a cure?
u see, i've a love and hate relationship wit love itself
i don't intend to make it worse or change my orientation
the world is too spontaneous for declaration,
what so ever
maybe we should juz go back to the days of secret admirers
where love letters n chocolates were slipped into lucky lockers
life was full excitement
but soon u ll get tired
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