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His Love
Like lovely roses his love is much dead
like the dark that overwhelms ends comfort
for he tries to get it into my head
knowing that a lie is a discomfort.
He’s loved me since I was a little girl
but only for so about ten years
before his love rolled away like a pearl
leaving me behind sobbing away tears.
Love o’ love is something not to mess with
it mixes into your heart and soul
but he still destroys it into a myth
not caring for all the damage control.
The love of his has been very much dead
yet her love’s eternally in my head.
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Be more aware of the people you love. That's my purpose. To try and make others aware of how important they are to you. Don't just say it, show it.