love in a wayA Poem by LynLeeLove in a way He would see me in the hall. He would pick on me. We would call eachother names. He would say mean things. But one day all he did was say, 'I'm sorry. I only did that because', I love you. Love comes in many ways, So doubt nothing when love is with you. © 2011 LynLeeAuthor's Note
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