Then You

I've never really cared what anyone thinks,
I don't most times.
Then I look to you,
Beauty with some kinks.

You’ve made a human of me.
Given me feelings that I've repressed and ignored,
Labeled as weakness.
They rush from vein to heart as rivers to sea.

I feel,
Like a fool.
Carefully selecting each literary tool.
What's the big deal?

Love isn't unique,
Nor be it original,
But expression the of
Is a truly personalized technique.

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