Suffer without my Love

She is not ME 

Suffer without my love, and I know you will because my soul fits yours like a glove, first, her eyes will not twinkle every time you smile, nor will just at your sweet breath against her cheek make her heart race for miles. Your walk won’t make her vibrate in her seat, your intellect she will not find extremely neat, your pockets may be deep but, on her greed do not sleep. Yes, her words drip sweetly down as the honey raw from its cone, but my love if you knew how she cared for your soul it would chill you right down to the bone. Suffer without my love my dear sweet love, suffer; suffer without ME!

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