One Poem by Janeth Abreu

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I find happiness through you, for you are the one.
But there is one I fear. I fear love for it is too hard to bear. It can destroy us or not. I am afraid it will leave me. I feel I do not need love but it is that very thing we can not live without, for I believe it is you
I love. You know everything that I will tell no other unless it is spilled. For it is you who decides what is best.

Thursday, July 24, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: believe,fear,happiness
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Janeth Abreu

Janeth Abreu

Fort Worth, Texas
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