may not love me later

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    may not love me later

     i have been hurt very bad
    but i never show it
    i never show the sorrow
    i never show the pain
    i have never cried in front of someone

    you may love me now
    but will you love me if i told you all the things i have been through
    and all the things i have seen

    would you stay with me no matter what i go through
    will you be there for me when i need yuo
    you may love me no
    but you may not love me later 

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    KeithAColeman commented on may not love me later

    01-27-2012

    this poem is too real!! a beautiful way to ask for unconditional love.
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    angelchaser commented on may not love me later

    01-25-2012

    An open and honest piece, I bet one that was a little scary to write, as if you're challenging others to get to know you and see if they'll stick by you as a true friend should, even when the chips are down. I'm here if you ever need someone to listen.
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    Len commented on may not love me later

    01-25-2012

    The play on words in the title made a big difference in what is taking away from this poem. I always end my poems with the title, it lets me know when the piece is done. Reading this poem makes me think maybe it can and should be more than an exclaimation point. GOOD JOB!!!!!!!!!!
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    sk8erpoet commented on may not love me later

    01-18-2012

    I'm sure a lot of people can relate to this and to some extent so can I. Keep writing......sk8
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    jj1562 commented on may not love me later

    01-14-2012

    oh i will i cant turn now you know too many of my secrets jk love ya brit
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    darkangel16

    01/14/2012

    Hahaha very funny.................not Lolz jk love ya to

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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