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Jun 28
However humble
Shall love come
It might also seek
To hurt some one

As apathy or pain
can also descend
To make a enemy
From ones friend

There are no bonds
In our love so deep
As it must also flow
So sure and so free

There are no locks
On true love's door
It is not just a duty
Or personal reward

And do not strive
And make a deal
Can't even explain
The way that u feel
Written by
Trinidad Apodaca
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