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The Words Not Said

Our love for each other,
Is as undying as a Shakespere.
It is beautiful like the colours,
Yet as sharp as a sharpened spear.

The problems we face,
Were never left unsettled.
You always get through that maze,
No matter how complicated.

The promises we make,
Are as strong as the spider's sticky web.
It'll always be your hand i'll take,
If it's a choice between you and a map.

You always give me that warm glow,
Whenever i'm with you.
And no matter where the wind blows,
I just want you to know,
I will always Love You.