Love

Love is like a lady's laughter
Powerful and weak the same,
What is this mighty strange sensation
That, a man, it manages to maim.
It makes some weak
It makes some strong
It will trap you
All year long
It'll make you obsessed
With the one you love
You'll feel so light
Like a soft, white dove
And if your love is strong
it will last your whole life
It will see you through sickness
It will see you through strife.

-HTC

A little bit of history:

I wrote this one for no reason at all. I just felt like writing it, so I did. As I see it, it seems to end prematurely. I keep telling myself that I'm going to edit it, but I never get around to it. Oh well, people say that it's good anyway. I say that it's alright for what it is, but what it is isn't really all that special.

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