Love is like Hell

Home is where the heart is,

But my home is a black abyss,

Does that mean my heart is just a black hole?

Do you believe that this knife is like my kiss,

To bad that I kissed your own heart,

Now just let the maggots grow into a cyst.

 

Love is like a red rose,

Just watch out for the thorns,

As you lay there I think to myself,

Is this why I was born?

Do you believe that I am an Omen,

Because for tommorow morn,

I will meet you back in hell.

 

Author's Note

I'm not the best poet in the world...:)

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[Su]

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