She's my love
My fictional love.
Nobody knows how she looks
Because she lives within the books
Nor can't see her;
Nor can't hold her,
Assumption is only; what
I can Do about her!
I need not see you
To write how much i fall for you
Because words in books are enough
To make me fall in love
I wish you were here
I would have told you dear, that
You're my love
My fictional love.
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