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written sometime in 10th/11th grade-right around when my parents were getting a divorce. |
| What is Love? What is love? Do I dare ask? Do you take it slow, or take it fast? Is it always there, can it run away? Is it something you share, or something you say? Is it just a feeling, just a pleasure, without any meaning, without any measure? What is love? Does anyone know? Is it even real, or just for show? |