Love

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An abstract feeling often left without a describable explanation,

Though most know how it feels and its great temptation. 

It's like you're in a trance, it feels enchanting and blissful,

But when it leaves you feeling forever broken and dismal. 

You long and yearn for its touch, its affection, 

And you are compelled and left searching for your special connection. 

Left unable to have full control, no longer behind the wheel,

Cause when it has struck you've fallen head over heels!

It strikes in many ways in romance, friendship and family, 

And no matter what it always fills you with glee.

But when it leaves you, you're like a distraught mistake,

It is the joy and happiness that seems all too fake. 

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