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She picks up a pen

 Writes down a word

 It doesn't feel right

 The novelty's gone

 The novel rolls on

 Until it's goodnight

 Will anyone read

 Much less understand

 This thing she has made?

 Will anyone see

 The truth of this thing

 When it sees the light?

Love is what you are

 Not what you do

 I know what you are

 And I love you

 The dream of her man

 Propels her along

 Into her demise

 The hollowed out laugh

 At the back of her throat

 The film of her eyes

 She hardly puts down

 This thing she has bound

 Before she forgets

 She writes the end

But there is no surprise

Love is what you are

 Not what you do

 I know what you are

 And I love you

Love is what you are

 Not what you do

 I know what you are

 And I love you

 And I love you

 And I love you