Is this love,
or am I confused,
I do not know if you like me,
or if I just like you.
Leaning in to the ones you love,
with the eyes of a dove,
somehow I must be confused,
or is it that I am just used?
The perfect smile,
the perfect embrace,
all of this behind,
just a simple gate.
Let your feelings show,
do not hide them under deep snow,
is this just that I do not know,
or am I just confused?
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