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A poem for one

bad poetry

It’s the grey streak in your hair
That gives you all the flair

It’s the glint within your eye
Every time that you are nigh

It’s the glimmer when you blink
That always makes me think

The sweet and gorgeous smile
That shows you are all style

You’re stunning sarcastic wit
That always makes my sides a-split

Then of course there is the beauty
Even if mentioning it makes you snooty

No difference made by the attire
The strongest sense always desire

You could run the biggest swindle
And feelings would never dwindle

Rip out and crush my heart
And I still would not want to part

Even when you’re being so combative
I will always forget and always forgive

May not always know what is behove
But I will forever and always send you love

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