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I love you like how Elizabeth love Darcy. 

You are my only certainty in every uncertainty. 

 Let me hold your hands tenderly, 

 Until we reach the end of this story. 


 You and me makes a perfect sentence. 

Everything about you made all sense. 

 You are my solace, 

 My favorite masterpiece. 


 I'm not a poetess, 

 Nor an artist,

 But I want you to be the subject of my poetry. 

 Oh love, will you be my eternity?

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