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Oct 2010
You're everything I want,
and still you drive me insane.
You're gentle and you're kind,
yet cause me so much pain.
You glide with grace,
-of only a fine man,
Then snap and snarl,
-like only a beast can.
Your hold embraces, and comforts all of me,
that forever I shall be blindfolded, never to see,
You're the questions and answers I cannot escape,
You're the fine line,
between love and hate.
(c) 09/04/09- From Feeling the Painting
Bellis Tart
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