No such thing as love

by Amir Riveroll   Jul 4, 2009


All is dandy, all is well.
affection blossoms greatly no sign of hell.
as life goes along and two souls become attached.
An evil always appears and attempts to break their hearts latched.
Some survive while others blow away in the wind.
the unfortunate suffer great trauma it appears on their skin.
Some cut, scratch, bite and others take an easy way out.
All because one said LOVE, the distortion began on their route.
Tugs back and forth one always says "were going too fast"
those words are a sign that this relationship may not last
with dry tear glands one continues to force tears
after that last fight has invoked nothing but fear
Not healthy living life with such a torn and bruised heart
will it ever heal? a good question, bet u never thought of this from the start?
Love is a word better read on paper and ink
because in real life, Love is ugly and frankly Stinks
That one word may be the joy of your life
or the reason for whipping the blood off your knife
either way, that word is lethal, not to be used at any given time
but really and trully take your time, caz time and love can wait.

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