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Love is a poison that spreads through the body,
It is a virus that infects the soul and it clouds the mind.
Everyone knows only fools "fall in love,"
But is it really love when you hurt everyday?
Tell me! Is it love when you fear them?
Love is a drug that gets you high.
It breaks your heart when you have found "the one."
It makes you think about what could have been.
But is it really love when the memories make you sad?
Tell me! Is it love when you see them with someone else?
Love is a game few people ever win.
When you lose, it tears you up inside.
It can make you wish for death.
But is it really love when you cry yourself to sleep?
Tell me! Is it love when only you are giving?
Love is a wound that never heals.
It is a boa-constrictor that sqeezes too tight.
It is sometimes just words that no one really means.
But is it really love when you know they don't love you back?
Tell me! Is it love when they don't fight for you?
Love is a disease that weakens one's reality.
But is it love if you can't see or hear it in them?
Tell me! Is it love?
- by Xill Ariadne |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/29/2009 |
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- Title: LOVE
- Artist: Xill Ariadne
- Description: At times we can all be cynical about love. Well this poem is one of those times for me.
- Date: 01/29/2009
- Tags: love
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