When I can't write well, I start writing cheesy love poems.. and they all make me think about you.
You love the words that i spin.
I will break your heart once,
and ryhme of it again.
I can pen nothings up to your chin,
and i can push your soul in a cart.
I know you like a book,
and if knowledge is measured in love,
with you i am so damn smart.
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