From day one, we begin to learn
What this love is, that we seem to yearn.
Warm fuzzy feelings and giddy thoughts.
Heart stopping moments and tingly blood clots.
But what is the point, what is the purpose?
Why can't we love, from only the surface?
These feelings emerge from a hole that's inside of me.
A hole that's a soul,
that's as whole
of what's inside of me.
How do we do it is, what is our power?
The abilities we have, can bloom like a flower.
The questions we ask, have an answer to see.
All that can be found, in this hole that's inside of me.
A hole that's a soul,
that's as whole,
of what's inside of me.
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