Different Strokes of Poetry: O say what is that thing called Love?

Sunday, September 13, 2009

O say what is that thing called Love?

O SAY what is that thing called Love Which I can never enjoy; Which I can just not get, Even if all my energies I deploy! I want to feel love, I want you within my sight But no it is not my destiny to have you make my day or night. My day or night myself I make Whenever I work or cry; Unable to take... Sign in to see full entry.

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