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12/12/12

Love is a crazy thing.

It's crazy because it makes you crazy.

It takes over.

It invades your whole body.

It controls you and overpowers you.

You may think it's nothing big,

and your life won't change.

But it does,

and it will.

Everything will change.

Even in the slightest ways.

It creeps up and consumes you.

It will hit you like a freight train,

and it will leave you

stunned and paralyzed

from the memories of what once was.

(a.n.p.)

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26 / F / American
Published
May 18, 2013
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