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Love is a kind of feeling you get when you are happy...
It's a feeling that washes over you and erases your sorrows...
Nothing compares to the love you give and hope to receive..
But it hurts more because it's difficult to accept a love you believe is not there...
How much pain can you feel when your thoughts of your love is not there to love you back?
But when I think of you, even though I have not met you,
I feel at ease and all pain hides from me...
Even though I think about a love that may not come to me...
I still thing about the love I loved so dearly...
In the lives I've lived eternally
When I see your face,
the world disappears because it is you
that I can only see...
When the pain stays...
Love vanishes...
It eludes me...
It disappears...
and the only thing left...
are the tears I shed...
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This is MY poem and I have it under Copy write!
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