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  • Writer's pictureJessica Urlichs

My Love For You



How true is true

How brave is brave

My reason

My promise

My tidal wave.

My sleeve now carries

from my chest.

It beats as if,

it never left.

It whispered to me

of you, at night

in my dreams

before my eyes.

With little heart aches

and worry's friend

into its hands,

I'll fall again.

It fills the spaces

until I could explode.

But still it grows,

and grows

and grows.




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