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This love for which I write
It invites admiring glances
As much as spite

I look to the heavens
I know not why
Maybe for inspiration
I sure can try

Try to put into words
The way I feel
Sometimes I can't
Its all surreal

Then in my mind
I see your smile
Your lips
Your hair
Your eyes

And I remember again
I write in pain
A love like this will never return
For centuries with regret
My heart will Burn

Untitled Love.

by trollonish

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