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I love you,

but you don’t see,

how much you really,

mean to me.

You go on with your life.

The pain feels like a knife,

right through my heart and soul.

My dreams are shattered,

broken to bit.

Candle of my heart, lit.

Burned out.

My fears and hopes,

washed away by my tears.

I’ll love you through the years,

forever.

My love is greater,

than any love before.

I’m around you,

I’m on cloud nine.

I can sore.

You tell me,

you love me more.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(First poem I ever wrote: Age 9)

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