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What is love? No one yet everyone knows Is it pretty like a white dove Or harmful like an overdose It can be the most amazing thing Yet can make you feel worse than dying It can make you feel happier than a king Or you might end the night crying You might love one with everything Yet not moving a stone The pain of what love can't bring Will make you moan. Love is when you know it doesn't matter What anyone thinks It can make your self respect shatter Just like strong drinks Love is when you keep the fake smile Because the tears will **** things up Love is going the extra mile Just so that you can break up? Give me the chance To live without love And I will give no glance This ****** life I will shove God made happiness Named it love Satan made crapiness Also named it love Our whole time we roam Wondering which is which And we come back home Realizing happiness is as rare as the snitch.
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC
What is love?
What is love? No one yet everyone knows Is it pretty like a white dove Or harmful like an overdose It can be the most amazing thing Yet can make you feel worse than dying It can make you feel happier than a king Or you might end the night crying You might love one with everything Yet not moving a stone The pain of what love can't bring Will make you moan. Love is when you know it doesn't matter What anyone thinks It can make your self respect shatter Just like strong drinks Love is when you keep the fake smile Because the tears will **** things up Love is going the extra mile Just so that you can break up? Give me the chance To live without love And I will give no glance This ****** life I will shove God made happiness Named it love Satan made crapiness Also named it love Our whole time we roam Wondering which is which And we come back home Realizing happiness is as rare as the snitch.
jeff-decierdo
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC
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