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Oct 01, 2009 22:06

Love,
You're the only one,
and if that's it,
Then you can't die on me,
So I have to talk to you,
Every night.
To remind me of reality.
To keep me from wanting,
To bring death and lose the fight.
I need to know you're
reliable a hundred and two
Times over.
You are it for me,
You are but don't,
make me say it because,
I can't.
This might find you,
at shocking times you may not
Want to listen to
what is hiding.
I'm not into love songs.
Just poetry and this,
is a poet's nightmare.
Your absence is my,
undying and amazing.
muse.
You know me better,
than I know myself.
Let's keep it that way.
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