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What is Love?

It's the pain we endure, the tears we cry, it's all we can't see, it's
the truth turned into a lie.

It's the idea of feeling, the craving we live for, it's a void, it's
the hidden door.

It's our thoughts, the ideas in our heads, it's all our hope, it's
colored blood red.

It's the lost key, the aches we feel, It's the rain when sun shines,
It's poison like a pill.

It's charming as a rose, beautiful with grace, It's nothing we imagine,
It's from another place.

It's brilliant, sent from above, It's what some don't want to feel,
It's what our eyes see as love.

By: Ruthie Case