Love
There is a force in our world.
That no dictionary may define
Only once you have felt it
You shall know its true meaning.
It comes in many shapes and sizes
With no true colour
And no true form
But it always shall be pure
A single person cannot feel it
Or embrace its beauty
But with another
They may
A strong connection between the two
May be sensed
And life for them
Shall become a whole lot better
I have felt this connection
This force
It’s beauty
And my life is like heaven
It is love
And it is all because of you














Comments
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A place to dance, laugh, cry and run for no particular reason.
My freedom.
The night.
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Homer: Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals ... except the weasel.
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A place to dance, laugh, cry and run for no particular reason.
My freedom.
The night.
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Homer: Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals ... except the weasel.
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A place to dance, laugh, cry and run for no particular reason.
My freedom.
The night.
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YoYo
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A place to dance, laugh, cry and run for no particular reason.
My freedom.
The night.
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