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I Lost the Tittle of this Poem in my Rocket Pocket
Lies about love
are a number
one can't count
but it is love
Love can be brief
Like a stranger
and a chance
Love can be long
like a foolish man
who can't dance
But try upon try
it is the love
that was a lie
Who found you alone
and made you smile
The lie made you sing
and a happy little thing
It may have made you sad
Like all things have
But you were happy
For a bit
Because the lie took that chance
