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Originally Posted by bookworm611
This poem is called True Love, and I wrote it for an English assignment ... we had to write a poem, and this just came out. I know it's not great, but it expresses how I feel.
Her love for me is immeasurable;
The amount cannot be expressed.
At times I sit and think of her
When I feel a bit depressed.
She wished for me to have a better life
Than the one she had to have;
Life with two parents, in a loving home,
Where I could be a kid and laugh.
She knew she could not give me that,
And unselfishly let me go
To people whom she had never met
And whose names she could not know.
I know that she still loves me,
And should we ever meet
Would open her arms to me and say,
"This makes my life complete."
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That is wonderful, thank you. 
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Born 15 January 1969, In Oakland Ca.
Thankful for the woman who choose to carry me and give me life, and my parents who raised me.
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