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Jun 2016
At a time with no hope,
You mended a broken heart.
More beautiful than a piece of art.

In a place where I was lost,
You were the light that guided me home.
A body that I could call my own.

When I was at my worst,
You picked me up and kept me strong.
You stood by me as you watched my healing wounds.

You gave me a reason to want to live.
You gave me a reason to want to stay.
And no matter what happens,
We will never go out seperate ways.

Our hands are held tight with our fingers intertwined by love.
For your beauty and your desirable heart.

You have me and you always will.
Our love will never end.
This is only the begining.
After all I have been through. Battles with being broken, you have managed to fix it all... A girl who I will always call my own
Joshua Matthew van der Spuy
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Joshua Matthew van der Spuy  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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