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Mar 2014
Love isn't how hard you can push or how loud you can yell
The words that can hurt or lies that you tell
Love is not the bruises on your arms and tarnished ego
Its not the threats to leave or vast upheaval
Its not a means to feel whole or in place of ones goal
I dont know what love is
But it's not this
So let me go
Victoria
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Victoria  NY
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