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I used to be broken,

It’s sad but it’s true,

My heart was in pieces until I found you. 

Like a cloth bandage, 

You patched up my wounds,

You held me and told me it would all be over soon  

You reached out your hand,

And you said with a smile,

”I’d love it if you would come sit for a while”.

Like a personal shrink,

You heard out my words,

You laughed when I said things that sounded absurd.

And as to be expected,

We fell deeply in love,

It was like you were sent to me from someone above.

You’re my shoulder to cry on,

And my personal jester,

You’re the person I will always enjoy to pester.

You support all my goals,

You encourage my dreams,

I may have found myself a keeper, it seems.

You’re the one I’ll grow old with,

Maybe to 102,

You’ll be mine forever because I love you.

 

 

 

 

 

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