Writer Poet Lover Poems

The way i feel when i sit near her,
or am even in the same room,
i know not what it means to find true love for yet we are still young.
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they say that we are meant to last
and how i used to laugh.
i thought that we were far too young
and would never find my match.
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the way we fell in love you see
was really quite a cotastrophy,
but now it's bloomed into a beuatiful thing,
ha ha at last 'my' love.
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I can not desribe why i feel so weak
as i sit beside myl ove
i know only that she loves me to
nut i will love her more
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