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Mar 2017
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One word and just like that
I am broken into two
My happiness expanded whilst
I’m growing into you

One word and just like that
I am broken into two
Lesser parts of me
Become stronger parts of you

Don't call me something so wondrous
If you feel anything less than love for me

Don’t use such a heart-warming word
If you do not mean it with every bit of your soul

Don’t call me that
Unless you have held me
Kissed me
And declared
That we will always be
Conor Martin
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Conor Martin  Belfast
(Belfast)   
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