Love

Love is a sickeningly deadly

substance

with no form

and no meaning

but Love.

the meaning of Love is Love.

we Love to Love

because we don’t know what else to do.

if we didn’t have

Love

what would we do?

we cry, we laugh

we feel pain, we feel joy

because of nothing.

nothing

but Love.

but what would happen

if

Love was taken away

from us

and the world?

what would we do?

would we survive?

could we survive?

no.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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