Love
Love is a gift
No room for any rift
A body that survives any ordeal
if not then it wasn't real
Love is a good thing
not meant to have a bad ring
Its confused with lust
and forgotten as a must
Love comes in multiple forms
and it should never leave you torn
Love is beautiful and plentiful
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