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Jul 2016
Love anew
Love that lasts

Love the same
as ages past

Spark of interest
Catching eyes

Masquerades
of love's disguise

I've been hit
I'll confess

With the arrow
through my chest

I've been smitten
Through and through

Face made crimson
Nearest you

But this truth
I'll never tell

For this one
Is not for sale

Now I stand
No way to buy

The only one
that caught my eye

Maybe the archer
Made a blunder

This arrow
Burns my heart asunder
Nathan Collins
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Nathan Collins  Nashville
(Nashville)   
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