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Sep 14, 2009
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What is Love?
What is love but turbulent torment!Like a plucked petal.He love me, he loves me not.My heart is purged of its own fireAnd set alight by your desire.It fills my whole, it fills my soulAnd rational thought departs me.I’d travel every ocean just to beAt that lucid time when you entered me.The light within now steadily glowsI know each day my love it growsAnd so from torment, life beginsWithout the pasts remembered sinsA hopeful future I can clearly seeBecause your love is within me.
— seabhac, Sep 14, 2009
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Seren
16 years 8 months ago
Dear Liz
seabhac
16 years 8 months ago
thanks Jayne
hugo la rosa
16 years 8 months ago
Dear Seabhac
seabhac
16 years 8 months ago
What is Love?
hugo la rosa
16 years 8 months ago
Dear Seabhac
Bonitaj
16 years 8 months ago
It seems you know!