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Jan 2011
lies cant bend it

time cant brake it

god stands at a pace

it's true unerring

kind almost scary

like a falling grace

when your weak

it makes you stand

when your meek

it makes you grand

and when it comes

it never comes exactly though you'd planed  

you cant touch it

so you feel it

wile in due time life revels it  

bet the Beatles said it best

its love, love, love, love, love...
god I hope its love and not another passing fling with a girl like this even a guy like me may consider investing in a ring (hind sight 20/20, lol)
John B
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John B  28/M/Within The Omniverse
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