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You Are Not


You are not a pile of dirt

You're my gold and my diamonds

My laugh and my flirt

 

You are not a terrible voice

You are my happiness

My smile and choice

 

You are not alone anymore

You are my only

And you I'll adore

 

You are not a selfish man

You're my sweetness

My friend and my new plan

 

You are not a pile of dirt

You have given love a new worth

You're my voice and my smile

And you're healing my hurt

 

*Dedicated to the boy who fearlessly rode a pink tricycle with tassled handlebars in WalMart for me*

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