Unconditional Love

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Burnt-Toast75

Published: May 10, 2008

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I show my good side
You like it
I show my bad side
You still like it
I show you all I can be
You love it
It is called unconditional love

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That's the best way I can explain it....not my best poem but I tried. Enjoy...