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My dearest love of many years,
I hate to say I have some fears,
These gifts you bring are quite lovely,
Please don’t take my words adversely.
My heart is in a torn state,
To fallow tradition or wait for fate,
You see there is a wealthy man,
Who comes with wedding ring in hand.
My family’s status raised,
That will be blessed with crowds praise,
But my heart still rests with you,
That’s why I know not what to do.
- Title: Torn Apart
- Artist: merlow1
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Description:
i wrote this for my English class
- Date: 01/29/2010
- Tags: torn apart
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