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What is love?

It’s a feeling that you wake up with knowing it will protect you from anything your day has to offer…

It is the slight gesture when you put your hand on my face and reassure me that you still look at me as your poetry…

It is knowing your faults , accepting it and moving forward fixing them.

Love is not a word, it is not a verb , it is your life support.

The last bit of oxygen when the world holds our head upside down in a concrete tank.

It is the hope that you will learn to forgive, accept, and love yourself through the eyes of someone else.

Love is a death of self,

An awakening of a connection far more vast than humanity can control…

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