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Love
what is love?
do anybody every know?
they say it when you feel a certain way,
how do you know it's love,
when you can't stop thinking about,
the other person?
when your heart skips a beat,
i'll tell you what i think it is,
it when you find that one special person,
the one that knows you,
a way nobody else does,
that part you hide from people,
the side the ywill accept,
only cuz it makes up,
who you really are,
it's a part that seperates you,
from other girls,
the part that says,
this is me, so accept it,
love is not where you love part of someone,
but all of them.
Copyright © 2009
8-10-09
poem
by
Mona Martinez
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