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Cursed Gift


My Alex is my world My love ,My only He has given me so much But I know he won't stay Forever I am cursed to always lose Love I pray that now The curse wears off For if I lose my Alex I lose the sun I lose the tether to my sanity My one example of humanity's Good Love Purity Kindness Worth-being-ness I lose the only one whose Ever made me trust! I don't believe in Gods But surely Alex is a gift from above! He says I am Beautiful Brilliant Funny Perfect Amazing Generous His dream Oh, if there's a God Let my Angel stay!
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