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COST OF LOVE

Laugh you not at mebecause you I love
Spare me spite for pouring pure heavenly emotions
I could be lucky, maybe not
But still I pray
Love me back a thousand fold
If you never do, spare my heart 

What is the price of loving you?
Is it everything I am and more?
Is it just my heart
Or my flesh blood and tears
I will give it all to you and more
If I give all these and  my spirit is broken
You are not to blame
But helpe save my soul
And my tomorrow
They too are for you
They yearn for you
They are a gift

Accept them
In return give me gentle love
That is all I want
May be no more in this life
Love I want to give and receive
I want to love you
But I have to love me too

The next time you look at me
And think of me a little less than I see my self
I will be hurt, but I will not be broken
The next time you say you would wish to leave
I will let you go

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