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Feb 2019
When words weren't enough
              to show how much
                              I loved you.

I gave you a box,
           containing past loves..

And when you touched them.

                          They where still warm,
then you knew that my love was true..


As I wouldn't be swayed by the past,
                 knowing you held the
remanence in your hands.

They where still warm,
           but all that mattered

                             was that there was no
going back after this show of affection...
Poetic T
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