Love
Love is actually something we cannot define,true,infinite and blind
A feeling of pleasure,pain and divine, often expressed in rhymes.
We may not find it always but something we cannot hide,
It's about honesty,only if it involves surprising,go with lies.
Day or night,winter or summer, being on each others side
Through thick and thin,through happiness and fights, smiles and cries,
Long live the never ending, the ruthlessly loyal love.
The kind of, everyone craves, fall in tat kind of love.
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