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Love Phobia


And my laces are so weak Staring through them makes me weak I have got nothing to turn to this week So, why don't you come over and make me weak. Your intentions are so lame I saw them and I ought not to be blamed You cut me down and now I'm lame So, get the consent jotted and take the blame. I live by my own fear You don't need to be my subject, fear If I win, just know I lacks fear So, if you win, then maybe I am a subject of fear. Listen, I love you..believe me coz I have got the signs I know my accuracy, I can't get your heart designed But believe me, I will wed you and the papers I will sign So, my dear, are you in to get these papers signed?. I got the phobia, and that is because of love Have seen them fight, fighting and fighting for love If I have to live a life, should I involve love? All these lives in me, coz there is this one girl I so love. Art Arov ♡ 16th April 2020
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