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[aid] => mick
[title] => What is Love?
[time] => 2005-03-29 18:37:30
[hometext] => This is how I feel when i must make a choice between my man and a guy friend...
[bodytext] => What is love? Is it with pleasure? Is it the feeling of soaring above? I know it ends in broken hearts not cured I feel the pleasure of being with you Can the possible love really be true? But I have another person in my life Who may I be with in the afterlife? I don’t have as much in common with you As I do with my one and only boo There is a hidden feeling for you which I can’t explain How you give me adrenaline pumping inside You don’t get along with my boo very well It feels my life is now a living hell I’m so stressed, I don’t know what to think I need to make a choice, or my heart’s to sink I feel less love for my boo now I was planning a future with him, I know It’s too soon. I don’t know if it will last I should even start on a fast I just need to be away from love for a while, I guess It’s too complicating, I must confess I’ve known my boo longer, however This has become a complicated endeavor The feeling’s strong, it’s wearing me down I’m about to break down, I’ve been blown By the wind, like it makes choices for me Get out of my head! Let me be. I need to follow my heart, and not my head I would be like this, weighed down with the dread I like the feeling of soaring in clouds above I love the pleasure, but what is this love? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 21 [informant] => smiley_jennyxoxo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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