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Jan 2015
love is not a word -
it's the feeling of butterflies
in your stomach
and the script of perfect
'will never be's
you play over and over again
late night when you can't fall asleep

love is in your eyes-
it's bright red
sparkling with lust and infatuation
i see it every time
i'm so mad at myself for being in love
jude
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