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what is it about her that makes me sing. what is it about her that makes me breathe. why is she the last thing i think about before i fall asleep and the reason i get up.why is she my reason for life and my hope until death. how is it that all other disappear and shes the only one left.how dose she make me laugh, and yet cry. why am i complete with her thought and apart with her loss. why do i stumble, why do i falter? ohh yea love! the one great and yet the single most despised feeling in the world. love the word alone strikes you in the deepest darkest bottomless pits of your heart. a glimpse of light that last breath before the plunge. a life entirely on its own. i love you.

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