People fake love just to be close with you
They disappear in the stormy moments of your life
People who truly loves us sometimes fear to say it
We care for those who do not care about us
We waste time on fakers than lovers
When the moment of regrets comes
Those who care truly exeunt
They sometimes leave without saying goodbye
After the storm is over some fakers return
They try to show sympathy
They shed the tears from mouse tail
Those who really care become too hard to find
They all happen in one life.
Love those who loves you and stop chasing fakers for their love
Be glad with the few and avoid the toxic.
Life is short.
From the Poem Book of Victor's Oright.
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