.......Despise
Being with you made me hate love ,for i was the happiest with you .
With you i knew no pain like grape vines together we grew .
your eyes like the sky itself,which set my heart ablaze .
Truly this was love in it's prime my wonder years, the golden age .
Copyright © Michael Chapman | Year Posted 2009
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