Love is not a victory march for which it's a broken heart that spares the heart from sorrow. 

Love is a beautiful disaster that breaks you down from being brought down by a broken heart.

Love is a rose that grows from being loved and loses its pedals from being broken with sorrow.

Love feels sorrow, love feels pain, love feels death for which love is a passionate life form that fills ones life to feel whole which it can cause death from when it's broken.

Love is life for which we're bound to it like a rose to its color.


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