Love is like rain drops.
It drops to the floor really fast.
Love is like a riot it goes by really slowly and hurts.
Love is like shoes you wear them and then you forget about them.
Love is beautiful, you think it's your shoes.
I'll be your Summer if you be my Winter.
If you like me or hate me,
I'll always shine.
Love does hurt & rock.
SUBMITTED BY ALEAH.
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