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It's Not Just A Game (love)
The days hurry by and it's always the same,
My heart misses a beat when I hear your name,
This poem's in earnest, it's not some kind of game,
But please rest assured, it's not you that's to blame!
Why did it happen? I'll never know why!
But I'm telling the truth, it's really no lie,
When I look above and see the stars in the sky,
I see your face and I break down and cry!
I'll fade away slowly, dying by degrees,
Asking for love - I'm down on my knees,
So please don't ignore me, I'm begging you please,
Comfort this poet with his love's sweet disease! !
poem
by
John Thorkild Ellison
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