April 7th, 2009

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Looking for love
Is like looking for the wind
You can never seem to quite see it
But rather feel it
You always know it's there
Though sometimes doubtful
You always come to the realization that it's there
For without it, life would not be possible
The flustration
Is a regular thing
When searching for something that could be
Right in front of your eyes
 But you cease to see it

So here you are looking in all the wrong places...