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Love is a thing we all were made with when the person leaves or dies we crave them even more then we did before.
For now we won't see them again for a few years or possibly forever.
We know the risks and dangers of love but do we deeply believe this could happen one day to us?
For we know how love works and how slowly it works.
It's a delicate flower that when touched be the wrong one will die.
But there's always that off chance that their the right one.
The right one you can feel it when they are in your soul.
When you see them smile your worlds all right, when your away for over an hour their the only thing on your mind, and whenever your with them your heart is satisfied no matter where it is.
- by IxI Spirit IxI |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/17/2008 |
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- Title: What Is Love?
- Artist: IxI Spirit IxI
- Description: Love poem made by me. Dedicated to mondoj82.
- Date: 10/17/2008
- Tags: love delicate true
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