~*TRUE LOVE*~

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~*TRUE LOVE*~

THE LOVE I HAVE FOR YOU                                                                
CAN NEVER BE DEFINED                                                                     
FOR THIS THING BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE                                
WAS NEVER A THIN LINE                                                                     

 

I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER                                                     
TILL DEATH DO US PART                                                                
BUT EVEN DEATH CAN NOT CHANGE                                             
HOW I FELT FROM THE START

 
YOU ARE EVERYTHING I WANT                                                          
AND EVERYTHING I NEED                                                                   
AND THATS WHY I'LL NEVER GO                                                       
AND ALWAYS HOPE YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE

 

YOU ARE AS BEAUTIFUL AS A FLOWER                                       
IN THE SPRING TIME NEAR ITS BLOOM                                           
AND THATS WHY I CANT STOP SMILING                                      
WHENEVER YOU ARE ENTERING THE ROOM

 

SO BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY                                                                
AS SURE AS THE SUN WILL SHINE                                                   
THAT I WILL ALWAYS BE YOUS                                                            
IF YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MINE

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mellanarlin commented on ~*TRUE LOVE*~

09-11-2009

This is lovely. It could be some song lyrics. Keep up the wonderful writing!!!!

Sx9 commented on ~*TRUE LOVE*~

05-24-2009

ha ha here we go vibes of truth,where were you all my life, if love should be this is how it should be,,great work and please give us some more of your vibes lines true sis..walk good..

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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