Love starts
And love is great
But then love becomes attachment
Or
Isn't love all about commitment?
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The Soul Ink
PoetryMy Soul travels at the speed of a thousand knots Oh And yet the marvel at a single thought So many moments i can't afford a single blink I must keep a journal written in my Soul's ink
Love
Love starts
And love is great
But then love becomes attachment
Or
Isn't love all about commitment?
