Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes we try too hard,
Sometimes, we grasp a bit
And return a lot
But love cannot be quantified
So, people lie to themselves
Because there isn’t love
that makes people hate others
There something wrong
People ain’t often sober but
they think differently
No time to lose, for hate
Our heart is made to love
And to be loved

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