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To Be Loved

Secretive is she about her own name, she knows never to play too close to the flame for she has been burned before by a word of ardor she has grown to abhor, but no matter what of her she says of becomes I swear to her she will deserve to always be loved And she is loved, by one at least whose words are better written on paper sheets and written not with ink, but with his blood and heart, on his own life, he knows she has left her mark for her warmth is worth the weight of the Sun and that is why he knows, to him, she will deserve to always be loved

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Date: 10/19/2017 9:07:00 PM
Nicely done E.M., very nicely done! So much said in just two stanzas...
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Date: 10/19/2017 5:26:00 PM
You rhyme well sweetie, beautiful poignant
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Date: 10/5/2017 1:41:00 AM
Nicely written poem! I like your final line a lot. Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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