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love

she is not that beautiful
she is not my type
l never dreamed of a girl like her
but how come she is all over my mind
you call your self love
you decide without my permission
you choose who you like
not who I want
love
why can't I control you
why must you dominate
why must I obey you
love, love
your name is love
we call you love
you come unexpectedly
you are who you are
and we cannot change that
©poetics