And it feels like joy, and it feels like pain.
And it feels like sunshine, feels like rain.
An excuse for dying, reason to live.
And if you don't know, that's what love is.
Love is.
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aneteens) wrote on February 5th, 2008 at 07:39 pm
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What Love Is.