It's not l ove, it's love.
It's not lo ve, it's love.
It's not lov e, it's love.
It's not l'ove, it's love.
It's not lo've, it's love.
It's not lov'e, it's love.
It's not L O V E, it's LOVE.
IT'S NOT
L O V E,
IT'S JUST
LOVE.
THERE
IS
NO
BREAK
IN
LOVE.
-D.O.
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Through Weathered Eyes
PuisiThis book will contain poetry, prose, musings, and songs. Throughout a life of consistent chaotic circumstances, one's mind must manipulate mechanically to adapt. These words are what is heard between the creaking of the gears. There is no theme or...
