He Loves Me

He Loves Me
He loves my temper
though it's mostly bad
He loves the way I act 
though sometimes I'm mad
He loves my body
though I think I'm a little fat
He loves my nose
though I know it isn't all that
He just loves my everything
and I can't see
how he loves me that much
though I'm Me 



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Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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November 21, 2018 at 12:37 AM
Yes, I we are who we are. I love the truth in the poem.
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