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In Love

I can tell you are in love;

What would you give

To hold on to that connection?

You have faced rejection,

Humiliation

And more

But you still keep coming back.

The store

Of memories.

Don’t glamorise the past;

Live with them if you can,

If you are any kind of man.

I see you when you are not around

And without a sound

You appear before me;

The elegance

And grace

Of you

Takes my breath away.

What the fucking hell,

Is this a spell

You cast

Or was it myself?

That’s probably true

And despite appearance

A romantic in a shell.

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