Love
This feeling inside just what is it
that you call...
sometimes i smile
sometime i break
and sometimes i give everything up
for your sake
now i knowe it was this thing called love
even with out you saying i new
the love you had wasn't true
and every time i wanne leaf you
you say to me
those 3 words that can keep me running
for you
giving me false hope
but was it true
was this what i really wanned to do
to you i may be whan of those chicks you pass by and play around whit al night
but boy when your realise i'm gone
you whil cry tears you have never have know
by then i can say with a true smile
i experienced someting that can make you feel many things and that can make you stronger than anything
it's a special thing called love
good luck for every one out there fighting
for those 3 words
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