Ok, this poem is incomplete but i thought i should put it up anyway since i knew i was only destined to start the poem. each of you guys can add a piece or ending to the poem and if you do please tell me because i would love to read it. Tnx.
Love is like a dove
Pure white with innocence
Delightful to look at
Serene with elegence to the last feather
But like the dove
Once it gets bored
It takes flight
Leaving everyone else heartbroken with despair
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