Love is something that abuses the heart
And leaves it in a struggle that
Will take all willingness from each and every part
Of the body
And keeps it in touch with the mind that its
Alone
And as if nothing is there but hatred fills
Every wall in the unleashing pain of the heart
And leaks
until something else has swept it from the deep dark
Tunnels of lost Love.
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Friday, March 21, 2008
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