Lone Lover

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Love is a difficult thing.
I just can't quite figure it out.
It's like counting all the feathers on a wing.
For some love is easy to find,
If beautiful or popular.
But to me love is blind.
To me looks or gender doesn't matter.
It's the inner heart that counts.
But once I give in, they ends up getting my heart to shatter.
It's like I always say, don't judge a book by its cover.
But they take one look at me and I can see I'm not the one.
I guess that what I get for being a lone lover.

-halothecat04

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