I know Its Strange


Love is what you gave me.
It is how you raised me.
To love and support no matter what.

But love is strange
It’ll break you or make you.
Kill you or build you.

One thing I do know is
If your love is true they’ll ALWAYS
ome back to you.

They will tell you there sorry.
They will tell you that they love you.
They will cherish the time they have with you
and make of what they don’t.

Love isn't about who has the pretty hair and,
who has the greatest looks.
It's about what’s really inside you.
It's about who you are and who you will be.
Love is about two unique people bonding and
loving each other.

Love might be strange but it is right!

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I know Its Strange


Love is what you gave me.
It is how you raised me.
To love and support no matter what.

But love is strange
It’ll break you or make you.
Kill you or build you.

One thing I do know is
If your love is true they’ll ALWAYS
ome back to you.

They will tell you there sorry.
They will tell you that they love you.
They will cherish the time they have with you
and make of what they don’t.

Love isn't about who has the pretty hair and,
who has the greatest looks.
It's about what’s really inside you.
It's about who you are and who you will be.
Love is about two unique people bonding and
loving each other.

Love might be strange but it is right!

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