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Love Misunderstood |
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I want your heart But you offered your hand I want your love Yet you offered your support I want your soul And you offered your kindness I want your mind Yet you offer platitudes I want your body Yet you offer me distractions I want you You give me a smile My love you have it all You are my everything |
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My love I've offered my heart You saw my hand My darling I've offered my love You saw my support My dearest I've given you my soul You saw kindness My sweetest love, I've given you my all That which you've see Can only mean one thing You have all my love |
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Another one written with Elizabeth. She made this one very hard to write to. The only option came as a response written to the first section. So when reading this poem remember that this is two hearts, not just one soul. |
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