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You live to love.
You love to give.
You give your love.
Your love is big.
Your big heart smiles.
Your smile is bright.
Your brightness blinds.
You're blind to spite.
You spit at hate.
You hate to cry.
You cry to love.
Your love is fate.
Your fate is real.
You really try.
You try to love.
To love, you'd die.
You love to give.
You give your love.
Your love is big.
Your big heart smiles.
Your smile is bright.
Your brightness blinds.
You're blind to spite.
You spit at hate.
You hate to cry.
You cry to love.
Your love is fate.
Your fate is real.
You really try.
You try to love.
To love, you'd die.
Literature
It's Not Love
When was love supposed to make you cry?
I look to the heavens and ask them why.
But they don't whisper a single phrase
And I'm left wandering in a daze.
I thought it was love, but it couldn't be
Because there is just too much hurt inside of me.
When was love supposed to hurt so much?
Wasn't it all about yearning for their touch?
Instead I fear of what you might say
I think about the possibilities every day.
I just get this feeling that it will come crashing to an end
It's a feeling that seems to grow stronger when I see you again.
Is it just me or is the distance growing between us
Getting larger without the safety of our trust?
Literature
Emo Hearts and Suicidal Poetry
Outcasts they tend to call us,
The wierd ones,
The freaks.
But we like to think of ourselves as the special ones
With our permanent-marker doodles on our converses
Ripped jeans and emo hearts and suicidal poems written in the snow
Novels read beneath the covers 'til dawn by light of a flashlight
[batteries nearly dead we've used it so many times before]
And dancing in the rain
Praying to Beethoven
And tears at dusk
And singing to the stars
At the top of our lungs with the car windows open and the night rushing in
Or on the top floor of a beach house with the sea stretched out before us
"Go home, you lose, good day, sir"
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Forbidden love
Do you say her name and sometimes see my face?
At night, when you think of your love for her...
do i sometimes creep into place?
I made a mistake.
Did something i shouldn't.
But i felt your heart.
A saddened passion deep inside.
Somewhere, you know...
Somewhere we share a secret.
Once upon a time,
we were secret lovers.
Sharing pieces of our true souls.
No one could know, no one could understand.
You were my true prince.
And, hopefully, i was what you were looking for.
Now our fairytale has ended.
Reality is here.
But, the stars and the moon, they know.
They wait for us to find one ano
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This is wonderful! Bordering ingenious.