Love is not a blessing, it is a curseA Poem by InkmoonYou hurt me, thats for sure, for my pain, there is no cure. why do you kill me slowly, in your embrace, my love for you, I cannot erase, I want to to understand, the invisble truth, The feelings we have, they are of no use, So let me tell you once again, before it gets worse.
Love is not a blessing, it is a curse. © 2011 InkmoonAuthor's Note
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