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22h
I want to express how I feel to you

Reality is somehow a blessing but it feels like pain
Even silly old me could be put into shame
Amidst everything that is objectively true
Loving you to me is the truest of true
Lonely are these days that you shut away from the world
You are the only who could change my mind to new from old

Love may be a strong word to say
Only you really made me feel this way
Vowed to my self that i might see it to the end
Ever wondering what is your perception of a happy end

Strange how this thing called "Love" work
How could it only struck me to you, that the other way didn't work
Alas, Having to meet you is a blessing that i have thanked gladly
Now, it does pain me to see you grow independently
Eager as i was i realized, the only one who was in love is me...
i love doing poems acrostically, it has a sense of restriction and yet a sense of freedom, a blend of mystery hidden in reality
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markybiz  M
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   SableNocturne
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