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Love.
It can be a beautiful thing,
but sometimes deadly.
It completes the lives and souls of some
and rips apart others so visiously.
It is strong
but still so delicate.
There are even different levels of love.
Theres a fancy.
Then a crush.
A larger crush.
Then...
true love.
There are a few ways to find love
but to get to it you have to search.
Sometimes its a crush.
Just a crush.
Or other times a date.
Mabye it turns out your true love
has been close to you all your life.
As a friend.
Then there's the most powerful
and dangerous love.
The most delicate and pure.
Love at first sight.
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Nighttime.
A dark time.
A quiet time.
A time where darkness
smothers everything.
You look around in your bed.
There is a full moon out the window
shining on your bed sheets.
You feel comforted in your nice, soft bed.
Your eyes feel heavy
you then fall asleep.
Dreams are mystical things.
They can be nice, or scary
sometimes they don’t even make sence.
In this dream
you are in front of your house.
You feel weight on your back
you look behind you to find you have wings!
You flap them and they carry you
across the starry night sky.
Your spirit is soaring through the air
while your tired body sleeps in your bed
As the full moon watches over you.
I am sorry
I am sorry we fought
I am sorry for what I said
I thought we might never make up
at that time.
I was so dence...
I was subbern and dence
But...
When you walked away...
What I felt in my heart
was more pain
then words can describe.
When you walked away...
leaving me in the rain...
I never felt that way...
So here's a message from my broken heart:
I'm sorry.
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