what is love?

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    what is love?

    What is it called
    When you feel so strong,
    So content, so happy
    in the place you belong?
    What is it called
    When you feel so broken,
    So hurt, so lonely
    Scarred by every word spoken?
    It's a feeling
    That makes you want to fly,
    But if lost and never found,
    It makes you want to die.
    It's a state of mind
    Where you think your never alone,
    Always together,
    Never in pieces,
    Never think you'll be on your own.
    But back in reality,
    It's just a game,
    Once it's gone,
    It's hard to ever be the same.
    Love.....It's hard to find,
    Especially in this world,
    But once you find it,
    Hold on for all your worth.

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    Qualin commented on what is love?

    07-28-2009

    ALEXIS KEEP UM COMING GAL YOU HAVE THE ABILITY..GOOD FLOW.. RYTHM..I FIND IT HARD THAT SO MANY YOUNG GIRLS ARE IN A SENSE ...BEING USED ..WHEN WORDS...LIES SPOKEN OUT OF PASSION...ARE TOTALLY EXCEPTED ...CONFUSED...IT SHOULD BE AN EASIER TASK ...KNOWING WHEN IT'S REAL...THROUGH THE EYES ..THE EMOTIONS...YOU'LL KNOW HOW YOUR HEART SHOULD FEEL...FOR MOST.. ARE FOR THE MOMENT...FOR THEIR PLEASURE THAT WILL LEAVE YOU ...NEAL!!!! A FRIEND WAITING....QUALIN

    GeoffreyMalloy commented on what is love?

    05-24-2009

    This had a nice feel of verity in it's writ. Very nice. };y .....................................

    Rainz commented on what is love?

    03-17-2009

    Amazing work. I dont think I wrote nearly as good when I was 17!

    Cogliostro commented on what is love?

    03-16-2009

    some words are harsh others are sweet but in the end is reality i read within your poem, and ive been through it ... kudos alexis keep it up

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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