A.M.P
Do I tell YouHow I honestly feel
When I knew the price.
You are a friend
Despite what had been between
You will always remain that until the end.
I love you as family and more.
But you are simply a free spirit
In what you have shut the door.
A.M.P
Do I tell YouPoetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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