Love
Love is a gentle feeling within us
That many twist and break, hating with rage.
They have been broken from loved ones and thus
No longer know to love becoming caged.
As time passes by and we start to age,
Love has the ability to repair
Itself, if we may let it with courage,
And to fix love once again, if we care.
Sometimes love may come to some in a glare,
Or the glare may come to love destroying
It’s surrounding with a strong, raging stare.
But what is the true meaning of loving?
Love is a strong feeling we have within
And comes to those who let loving begin.
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