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Dear Love..

When did The Heart stop beating?
No one knows for sure.
He was stuck standing to death,
My heart. My cure.
I'm so lucky He's never left me.
I am a terrible friend.
I dance all night with the fall-out boy
only hurting Him in the end.
Love me. That's all I ask.

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  • EvenStarsBreak--x
    May 28, 2007

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    One word... Wow! This poem is quite good... it has a nice flow to it and I can really feel the emotion that you are portraying. Great job.

    *~*Nicole*~*