Love Is A Circle

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The ends of a circle
Will never be seen,
As its start and its finish,
Are somewhere in between.

The edges are sideways,
The middle is bare,
It has no pointed corners,
And its hardly a square.

And they say there is nothing,
That could cause it to end,
It just can’t be uncircled,
Once it’s completed the bend.

So, why is it I wonder,
That the shape of true love,
Is a heart, not a circle?

…Cause you can’t get unloved.

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