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Children of Love


I'm not crying because I'm upset with you,

I cry because of our similarity.

We are both

children of Love,

So there's no surprise that

We were destined to

fall in love with each other.

Once born from love,

We will die for love,

And be returned home.

It breaksmy heart to trip over

your one foot in the grave

as I put mine in the same place.

At least I know that I will die 

loving you,

And loving you

is my home that I will be returning to

soon.

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