They go around,
Tirelessly.
They go through their heart,
Searching for the love they deserve,
Relentlessly.
Ready to give it all.
I know that love is a beautiful thing,
But to them it's not.
Even if they give all,
They get a dozen of regrets,
If they stop loving,
They get into lonely waters.
Their feelings is so improvised.
Their lens is broken.
Their ego is so wounded.
When they love,
They get a shove.
When they trust,
They get a stab.
If they try understanding,
They get misconception for weakness.
So let's get into the journey of no return.
As go through every streets,
Every mountain,
Every Broadways,
Every corners,
Into the places we had in our minds eye.
Maybe we would find,
Treasures of the hearts made of more!
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