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May 2011
He thinks she's gorgeous,
She hates his guts;
Together, it's love,
or close to such.

She's by herself,
He's with her;
Together forever,
or at least they infer.

It's gotta be love!
It's written in stone!
Because otherwise...
Otherwise — it's too cold to be alone.
© 2011  J.J.W. Coyle
Josh Oo-Wah Coyle
Written by
Josh Oo-Wah Coyle  37/M/Canada
(37/M/Canada)   
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