C.I.N.T.A

This is my first poem I wrote in 2017 entitled "C.I.N.T.A" or love. I hope you like it. ❤
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A bright pink rose blown the fragrance of loving,
A peril of thorns accustomed to guts,
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Admitting love needed loyalty.
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A cluster of stars,
An infinite galaxy,
Shining, sparkling so brightly to answer the wishes of mankind.
Will I be happy?
Thinking about the hipocrisy of human.
Thinking about the disloyalty of human.
Will I be happy?
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I am not Romeo to throw pebbles; bring you into my heart.
You are not Juliet begging me; bring you into my heart.
All this love,
Oh..I hate love,
Love kills me,
Suicide.
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However I hope this fantasy,
It becomes a reality,
Like Alice in the Wonderland,
Loyalty of muskeeters,
Save her life,
Protect her from danger.
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Admitting love needed loyalty

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