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there is no sense

in love

love breaks

all the rules

love is designed for fools

who never went to Love School


a fool for love I am

a princess I can be

and Knights turn into nights,



and melancholy


dreams of what could have been

if only love made sense

and I had attended




and learned my lessons

(instead of drinking coffee at Starbucks)

and dreaming of Knights in shining armor


and going to chick flicks

with sappy-happy love-endings


then maybe I could understand,

have a well developed

love sense

instead of well-developed boobs…
it’s late, I ramble foolishly


why couldn’t hearts come with instruction manuals


by now, with all my experience,

I should be a sleek and sexy operating machine

so why can’t I seem to find the one?






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