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Poetry By: Porcelain Jane

Love can be found when one needs it most.

Submitted:Jun 23, 2014    Reads: 18    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Torn, tattered, completely faded-

Rugged and grey I'm surely hated.

With time there came a needle and thread-

Now I'm here and truly undead.

With love and care, a tender heart-

Know that now we will never be apart.

I'm here to stay forever in your hold-

Till the day we decide together we grow old.


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