Pandora of Loving
Pandora of loving
When you love,
You hardly heed to the beckoning pain,
When you love,
You are clouded with the mist of the posed fantasy,
When you love,
You often bairn yourself to give it all,
But is it a guarantee to be paid the same?
Is it a sacrament of the ordain pouted love you expect?
No, I don't think so,
When you are in love,
Wake up to avoid a broken heart,
Is a Pandora of falling in love
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