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Saturday 6 September 2008

Is it love?

It breaks, cuts, tears you apart
or makes you feel like you're dancing on the stars
Wrenches, hurts, eats at your heart
or you feel drunk, light as a lark
Makes you so miserable you just want to die
or so ecstatic that you fly in the sky
Can make you plunge in deep dungeons of despair
or lift your spirits high in the air
What is it, heart's desire, do you know,
whatever it is that you do to my soul?

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