Disclaimer

A poet writes of love and pain,
Of life and tears of longing,
The words are crafted on a page,
Late of night or early morning,
A poet; sometimes writes in truth,
Sometimes, in fantasy,
And what you read is what you get,
A little bit of me,
You may well read between the lines,
And somehow, misconstrue,
So, if I say that I'm in love,
It may not be with you.

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