There used to be a time love was sacred
An emotion meant to be revered
And not just a cliche, another word
Or toy to be played with when one is bored
There used to be a time when one meant what they said and said what they meant
When loves value stood independent
And was not measured by nickel spent
Back then, ages ago
Love used to exist
But somehow with the passage of time it just flew out the window
And ceased to be
So now I wonder to whence did love go?
BY TANYARADZWA VANADIS17 MASAIRE
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