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MAKE ME YOURS
Why doesn't my heart feel like it belongs to me?
I can't write a single thing about love.
If my pen still belongs to me.
Still, make all the poems I write yours.
From my heart to my lips, from my lips to my pen,
Make all the words I pour out yours.
Those wounded birds you raised inside me are yours,
I let verses fly from their wings
Don't turn away, make me yours.
I will write many poems about love, beyond love
If those heartfelt smiles on your face make me yours...