Love Begins

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    Love Begins

    They say there's no such thing as perfection, then i look at you and wonder why, True beauty is within, but seen through the eye The prettiest smile ever seen, sexy lips made to kiss. when im alone in my room all i think about is this. You're the dream that men dream of the prettiest rose the garden grew, These words are from my heart so believe them to be true.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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    Dman’s Poems (3)

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