Love is unknown.
It constantly stays
But changes in certain ways.
Confusing and could never be defined by just one word
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Why is it that in life we bother to fit in while we're born to stand out
We fear of doing the smallest bit while we're suppose to live life to the fullest with no regrets
We learn to care but we never bother
&instead we ponder on life and try to figure our way out of it
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You think the love you give is enough
Its all I ask for, its all I need.
You think that I am happy because you are
You think that is all that matters
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