my love, how's my poetry?

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But if i love again,
I'll make sure that she'll live in my poetry,
I will never let her feel any pain,
it's my way of appreciating her beauty.

My love come here,
watch how i craft poetry.
Please come near,
smile with me.

In my poetry you'll never experience dying,
you'll never regret risking.
Hold my hand and don't go,
let me show you how much i love you.

You don't need to worry,
just sit there and watch me.
My love, how's my poetry?
I want you to read it in front of me.

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