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Carpe DiemThere are a lot of fools, That walk away from love, With foolish games they play, They don't know, love doesn't come every day, But if love can come with burning flames, on a whim, Carpe Diem. There are so many fools, They take a heart with a touch, Breaking love's rules, Leaving the heart to break, As if love wasn't worth much, Like a Hollywood film. Or the thorn on the rose's stem. They only leave pain. and a lonely heart in the rain, There is a piper to pay, They will wake up one day, But if love comes with a burning flame. On a whim, Carpe Diem. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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