Love
Love is a lie.
In the end it will only hurt you.
Nothing more than an excuse to explain your solitude.
Love is hope.
The need to go on for someone.
Love is a gift.
The ability to care for others who need it most.
Love is an open door.
Explore it.
See where it leads.
Love is a feeling.
A bond connecting us to our inner self.
A trait keeping us human.
Love is many things,
Make it mean something.
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