It may

Be obvious

That you can

Never know

What love is.

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Love isn't

Something,

Love isn't

Knowable.

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There is

Really nothing

Called love,

And yet

It is undeniable

That love is.

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I know

That this

Doesn't

Make sense,

But love

Has no care

For sense,

Love is impervious

To logic,

Or rational thought.

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Love is

Unmanageable,

Uncontrollable,

Untamable,

Utterly

Wild,

And free.

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I said

That I

Wanted love,

But when

It seemed that

Love came

For me

I didn't

Want it

At all,

I screamed

Into the dark,

That I'd changed

My mind.

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There was

No place

For me

In love.

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There is no love,

There's only love.

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