Fake Love
Many can cross the river with an ease,
But few crosses the sea.
Many knows to receive love from others,
But few knows to share.
Many might keep their promises to walk hand in hand for all the ages,
But no one dares to be buried alive with the dead one.
Many might light up the candle even at day,
But burning own to light the darkness is none.
Poetry by Zalan
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Written on 2012-02-07 at 14:35
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