Love Poem by My love loves me not

Love

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Love is a knife.
It is sharp, yet sweet.
It can take one's life,
and allow the lovers in death to meet.

Love is honey.
it is painfully sweet.
Soft as the fur of a bunny,
love is rejoice between the beating heart's heat.

Love is bitter.
Rejection is the first signs of it.
Your life withers
and lost of your wit.

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