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Sep 2020
My heart begins to melt
while my hands sweat.
I begin to hide where I dwelt.
Afraid to make you upset

You make me shake like never before.
My words slowly stumble and crumble.
Either I'm falling or taking off to soar.
I elegantly dance or tumble and fumble.

Staring into your soul through the depths of your eyes
Captured in your laughter and delirious grin
Reliving each moment as I agonize
what I should've said when it started to begin.

Can you love me? Do I love me?
If love is so powerful, why are we apart?
I guess sometimes life makes us set'em free
All I need to do is give up my heart
I'm not much of a romantic but I still have a soul. So here's one of my amateur love poems. I must say these things don't work as they did in the renaissance. Well, I guess being single has its pluses... I don't have to share food!
Caage Gaber
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Caage Gaber  19/M/78566
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