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Love,
What is love.
A feeling?

I don’t Know.

What drags me to you?
Love?

There is something,
May be a feeling.

A feeling,
Which always wants me to be around you.

Are you Pissed?
With me?

By now, I’m sure-Its Love.

Love that cares,
Love that lives,
Love that is Life.

You shine,
And make me shine.

You smile,
and make me smile.
And for that smile,
I could give my life.

Your craze for picture,
Makes me crazy about you.

Is it love?, May be.

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