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"Love is patient, Love is kind"
Though it covers our eyes,
So we become blind.

If kind is ruining your favourite song,
That you sang with him as you both drove on.

If kind is poisoning the taste of that meal,
That you both once ate at the restaurant table.

If kind is staining the sheets with his scent,
That he lay to rest upon while you slept upon his chest.

If kind is taunting your mind with his voice,
That would hum you to sleep, and help with a choice.

If kind is pain from the absence of his touch,
That touch you loved so very much.

Then I don't wish for it,
It's already done enough.
Broken the heart,
Edges too rough.

If kind is what love is,
Why, it causes more pain,
It's all fine till it goes wrong,
And you start crying in the rain.

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