If Love Is For Me

If Love Is For Me short poem

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If love is for me
I think I will be free
If love is for me
I can do things with glee

If love is for me
All the wanders set aside
If love is for me
Heart’s no longer deprived

If love is for me
For sure I’ll be the happiest
If love is for me
This feeling I won’t regret

If love is for me
I will grow more and more
If love is for me
All worries washed ashore

If love is for me
Smiles will be long pasted
If love is for me
No time will be wasted

If love is for me
I can go and be strong
If love is for me
Nothing else can go wrong

If love is for me
Possibilities are endless
If love is for me
I can live with my own happiness

If love is for me… then love is for me.

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