Dark LoveA Poem by The Flawed
Funny thing love, first it turns you on, and then it turns on you.
It slowly becomes a part of you,
Then in a blink of an eye, it tears you apart.
It takes you to the loneliest of places,
Like the poetry section of a library,
Or inside a bottle, in a sleazy bar,
It makes you do the strangest of things,
Like staring at the phone, willing it on to ring,
Or lying on the snow covered grass, and gazing at the sun.
Wandering if it’s too late,
If she’s happy,
What would she change, if she could?
Is it better to be safe & numb, or to take a gamble at the risk of being happy?
Funny thing love, first it turns you on, and then it turns on you.
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21 Reviews Added on July 22, 2009 Last Updated on July 27, 2009 AuthorThe FlawedNearbyAboutI am a man who loves writing poetry, and find it the easiest way of expressing how I feel, particularly when I dont like to talk about these feelings. I cannot .. more..Writing
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