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Love Given
I don't give you my love,
like a toy to be discarded;
but more like a treasure,
to be very fondly regarded;
not to be passed all around,
as though a sweet tart;
but rather to be held close,
become part of your heart;
should never be exploited,
and used for personal gain;
but in your heart and mind,
it should always remain;
should be your bodies blood,
to always keep you living,
the reason you give to me,
the love you are giving.
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