Melanchojoys

Love cause the extinction
Of everyday habits
Small people are smoking
To give up they have it

Love makes us so hungry
In time of leisure
Small people are eating
A fat is false treasure

Love turns the September
In March or in April
And put you in swamp
Right in the center

Don't fall in love
The fall is your fault

Love unintrusively
Envelops with wonder
Until you notice
That you're all in

Love that flits
And left with no choice
Love that splits
Melanchojoys


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