Loving.

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When I love someone,

I love gently like the wind does the tree

With my heart falling into her arms like a body into the pool

But when my heart is broken like a fragile mirror

I only see the reflection of a love that hurts me into pieces

And an alter ego that whispers softly “don’t take my love for granted.”

 

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