phenomenon
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No one can wholly understand love
Love is never what one thinks it is
Love often comes as a snippy surprise
As a starry shock stemming from above.
Love is a hieroglyphic puzzle
There're days when the sun is upWhen the solar rays hit youYou feel been dropped from the topAnd you end up right on the screw.
She once was a little flower
Not knowing how to speak
But when she did
Something beautiful happened
She became herself
And learned from all her failures
Of this perception I am curious;
what motivates the human attitude?
Who is born more or less delirious,
but yet a genius life they should allude.
Their inspiration premeditated
Don't worry of it
The end will not come
These theories of lies
Will root to the ground
So stop making these lies
Be happy to be around
Live another year for you
