My Little Treasure Box.
Love is like a curse
It keeps you twinned to the person
it makes you weak no matter how strong,
I feel for you i really do
But what i can't help noticing is
You feel nothing for me
So loving you is a curse,
I cry, you say stop
I stop, take your pain
And it goes on again
So i say its better
To ignore your requests
My feelings cannot be removed,
I feel you are a treasure
And i treasure you more than anything.
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