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Love is a proportion Of the feeling someone has People don't understand; You may not understand; All people understand is what they "know" All you know is what you feel They sum it up, depending on what they "know" And call it love, or they call it crazy. But I have come to realize That, that is love; It is crazy You have feelings you cannot explain No matter what It is like describing a color of something to a blind person Feelings are messy and messed up Ever since you came, I have found out this: There is more than love
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC
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Love is a proportion Of the feeling someone has People don't understand; You may not understand; All people understand is what they "know" All you know is what you feel They sum it up, depending on what they "know" And call it love, or they call it crazy. But I have come to realize That, that is love; It is crazy You have feelings you cannot explain No matter what It is like describing a color of something to a blind person Feelings are messy and messed up Ever since you came, I have found out this: There is more than love
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC
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