Love comes in wild nights-
In wildest night of my dreams
When two hearts become one
And all my sorrows are finally gone.
Love comes and looks like shooting stars.
One can wish upon his fate
To ask someone for a date
Awaiting her best responses.
Loves comes unexpectedly. And yes!
No one knows whether it's good or evil.
Sometimes love is honest, generous, peaceful,
Selfish, hate, painful, and ruthless...
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