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Many times have I written verse
For a love affair just started,
But as if saddled with a curse,
I am soon found broken-hearted.

I've written twice as many lines
For the love affairs just ending.
I wonder why I write sometimes,
I wonder how my heart keeps mending.

But now with you I think I've found
The one that I've been searching for.
It skips a beat, or sometimes pounds,
But with you my heart hurts no more.

So now I'm writing one more poem
And hoping that, unlike the past,
My heart has finally found a home,
And that this poem will be my last.