Love
What is love?
Love is pain
My soul is the clothes
And Love is the stain
Once you’re in love
You’ll never forget
That very special person
That you were once with
It comes and goes once and twice
Love is a pain that hurts to die
My soul it burns or what is left
Love is hard it takes your breath
With every step that I shall take
The love it makes my heartbeat ache
I try to search to fill this hole
That love has left embedded in my soul
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