Sunday, February 14, 2016

Poem 101; Love comes with a Price

Love Comes with a Price


Roses are Red, Violets are blue
The truth is I don't know what to say to you

You say that you love me, And I agree
But they say if you love something, then set it free

Free as a bird, high in the sky
Living life as if about to die

Yes, you might be free, but heart broken
 Losing the one you love with words still unspoken

I will choose love even with a broken heart
Then you will see, who really is smart

For love comes with a price, as anything does
For broken hearts will lead you to the one whom you shall love



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