Love Is Love

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Here upon this old woven chair She sits in the land of the inbetween Perched under a wooden sign post The one rooted into muscle that sits between our ribs   There at the very tip toe top  
On the water there A petal breaks the silence, suddenly submerged lungs aching for breath, alone, more words tumble from the mouth. Mirror, mirror, As I speak to you the petal finds a break
On the water there A petal breaks the silence, suddenly submerged lungs aching for breath, alone, more words tumble from the mouth. Mirror, mirror, As I speak to you the petal finds a break
  they ask how i can know  for sure i like girls as if it is a question up for debate  like you would choose this life  just to experience the hate and the pressure and the pain 
  they ask how i can know  for sure i like girls as if it is a question up for debate  like you would choose this life  just to experience the hate and the pressure and the pain 
When I was young, Living in a world of hate, My mind created a cage. It was told that love has chains, Love must be restrained,
We live a good life, but they do not care. We try to be kind, and yet, they do not care. To them we are cursed, our love belongs in a hearse.   The ‘welcoming’ gates of heaven lock on our arrival.
To my 18-year-old self, I know you are scared Because it took you forever To admit to yourself That you might be gay.   I know you’re confused Because you’ve liked boys before, too
Opalescent eyes of a warm Summer Day Our cotton dresses flow Musical laughter under the Oak tree Faces in the grass; we breath in The earth that made us Lips like a freshly picked Apple
You asked me to point out excatly where you hurt me, yet, thoughout the 2 years we've been together you seemes to have my hands tied behind my back.
He had eyes green as lily pads, And a heart, large as the pond outside his grandad’s house Where we splashed and squealed as children.
What are things that you can feel, but not touch?
You versus me Is that what from now on will be? I am here with her now You there with him in that town Last night I made her cum You thought last night he could run
I know you heard me when I asked you to stop using that word I know you heard me when I asked why you speak so hatefully I know you heard me when I told you to stop acting like it was all my fault
I love how your hand fits in mine, I love how your smile can light up a room, I love how your eyes shine in the sun light, I love when your Eyes meet mine. You are the Ronald to my Hermine.
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78 I never thought you could change. You're 78. You're stuck in many of your ways, but one day you changed, it all started with a girl named Emily. Seventh grade, my first ever crush on someone that I couldn't shake or ignore.
I’ve come to love As easily as I breathe I am the dove I carry love on the leaf I’ve come to learn Love blooms in all different forms Seeds sewn in burned Untended soil of potential
I'm writing even though I have a fuck ton of homework to do. I can't help it, she is stuck on my mind. So let me tell you about the girl who doesn't let me eat out of tupaware, to her the food is prepared and plated with love.
Oh, but our love only lived in my mind It was always too good to be true Do I just leave it all behind? Or foolishly find my way back to you
  Holding silvers and golds into place on your neck, Keeping notes and to-do lists on a refrigerator in check.  
is awesome. is accepting. is civil. is respecting. is beneficial to the rights of others. is now legal in all 50 states. is Constitutionally protected. is not evil. is not immoral.
Years of silence, many lives gone, they felt alone and weak so they decided to leave, they were waiting for help and the strength to go on, when they couldn't find it they died leaving families to grieve.  
Love the sound of joyful laugh Love the fruitful thoughts that brings a smile to your face Love is love   Love the hand that feeds you
  By the END nothing can be undone A cross or two may lead but in the soul there is nothing
I concur. If it's against my religion, it should be illegal. And while we're passing laws, let's make divorce illegal, and premarital sex, and tattoos and drugs and alcohol
Love is Love, No matter the skin color. Love is Love, No matter the shape. Love is Love, No matter the sex. So who are you to tell me what shouldnt be? Who are you to tell me who loves me?
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