From Lovemore
If love is blind, does the blind man love more?
If love kills, do the killers love more?
Dont love, it hurts child!
It only hurts when i love you no more
I'm a paramour, so i think and as i think, so i am.
With love I'm cool, without love I'm a fool
I drool when i sleep, pools of love
Lets take a dive..wait!..i see with my eyes
a dove and its a sign of love.
I'm sorry but i love you not anymore.
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