would you?

 

You may see beyond,
the image you fall in love with.
I may not be appealing to you,
like the angel,
that make your heart flutters.
I may not be the prince,
that ride on the white horse,
With a shinning armour .
When i become weak,
And the road become darker,
than the destination.
When my opulence,
degrade to penury.
When the perfect curves,
Diminished.
And my face wrinkles
With the beauting fading away
Would you still love me till the end?

 

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