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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York 
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It might be love. But how do I know? I don't even really care. But do I know? But do I see? I walk away, but the answers right in front of me. Where did this go? This feeling I once used to know. Is it love? Perhaps its gone. Perhaps I was always wrong. Perhaps. It might be lust. But how do I know? I don't even really care. But do I know? But do I see? What makes these tears fall from your eyes right when I walk away. Is it love? or Is it lust? or Is it lost? Perhaps I just don't know. |
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FNG Member
since 2006-02-07
Posts 477 |
Lust and Love, hard to draw the line. Well expressed. I share your sentiment.  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Kellie - when it's love, you will know it! Women have a sixth sense about these things - we just need to trust it. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Kellie sometimes love knocks at your door imediately, and sometimes, it takes time, like a fine wine, takes years to reach its ultimate.... lovely write |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Oh trust me, Kellie, you'll know. If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, |
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