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Dangerous love
For decades I've been laughishing in the cold,
Long enough to be bold,
Inspite everything I've been told,
Never my feelings did I fold.
The deep wounds are long healed,
Only scars remain,
A reminder of the pain,
How we fought for our love again and again.
It now makes sense,
It was never under duress,
It was the love that made me brave,
It absorbed me forever, upto the grave,.
True love I've been able to taste,
Despite the numerous test,
Our story is now a favorite tale,
The diaries we'll live to tell.
Love and Money are the most needed dangerous things.
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