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Aug 2019
My furious love
how dashing you were when I caught sight of your might
how ferocious your prowl was on a night not clear
pouncing on your enemies like a game of hide and seek
your body was tough and your mind was lean
and yet, your love was pure, and your smile unique
my heart hasn't stopped beating for the source of your power
the gift that brought you to me in this late hour
the love I never knew better
the feeling of saying goodbye, hoping it never was forever
sweet memories fade, as my mind and hair turn gray
my love for you is still true, and your smile always makes me feel renewed.
His name was Bartleby.
Written by
Jordyn Sparks  28/MTF
(28/MTF)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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