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Apparicious Mar 2016
"A love so pure
I hate to admit
I love you


You make me a good person
Without you I'm nothing
I love you for loving me for me


Without being free
What would become of me
Love without you, is nothing I want to be


Swing with me
Swing soft
For white is alone and pure


Just as pure as we
These comments don't move me
For I love being with you


Being me
No matter how mean I can be
Why do you always put up with me

For love will set us free"

— The End —