Love
How I feel I can not say.
Can anyone put in to words when they feel this way.
Love is life and life is love.
There is nothing greater that god has sent to us from up above.
Now and then we like to say.
We hate love in every sort of way.
We all no this is a lie.
For with out love none of us could get by.
Its in are hearts its in are soils.
It makes us cry but it makes us whole.
This thing called love we hate so much.
But could any of us live without its touch.
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