Heart

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    Heart

    I look at him and wonder. Why me? Does he know? I often think to myself I don't know what I did to deserve him. I would offer him the sun and the moon just to make him happy. He is my life and love. Does he know all this? At last I don't think he does. I am to scare to say or show. Scared to know if he feels the same. My heart has been broken over and over. I just don't ever wish this to be over. Is this a dream? Is this for real? I love him more then he'll know. My heart is pure. My heart is scare. My heart is something he will always have.

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    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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