If you tell me you love me
And I don't like how you treat me
I'd still love you
Because if I'm not
Who else will?
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Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]
PuisiRoses are the flowers of Love; You are a rose That blooms on sunrise, And fell in sunset. Roses are the poems of love; You are the words I wrote, The rythmns of letters, For I am yours, And you are mine.
who else
If you tell me you love me
And I don't like how you treat me
I'd still love you
Because if I'm not
Who else will?