A pure Heart of Love

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Love

This heart of mine

Is

A pure heart of love;

A little thing

That is growing big;

Never stopping-

Is this a love

Of truce?

Yeah-it is.

Why on earth else

Would my heart

Be pure?

My heart is made

Of purity-

It will never cease.

Love grows upon it,

And with it.

Without it,

It woudn't be

A pure heart of love.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another dull poem I wrote for my ex-b/f long ago. I can't really say much since this was written for a special thing that was between me and him.

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