The unwanted loveA Poem by Machiavelli
The unwanted love
Is so much like a dove Pure in the start But in its heart Is hidden hate a lust Feelings full ready to bust This time will I die Thoughts make me wanna cry Thinking of my death Why do you love me Even though I don't love back This relation ship is like trash Yet you aren't bad It's just I don't feel the same I feel so ashamed In my heart is hate I can not debate your love is mine It is so divine But unwanted by the other Your just like my mother Wanting but not accepting What the other likes or wants You laugh at and taunt this is my unwanted lover © 2010 Machiavelli |
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2 Reviews Added on November 29, 2010 Last Updated on November 29, 2010 AuthorMachiavelliBronx, NYAboutHere's all you need to know about me. I am a guy in high school I love eating, I like to be the on that sticks out at random I will yell out "I love pie" and things that "normal" people would never.. more..Writing
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