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Sickness, grief
pain, suffering.
All emotions,
all corupt, all evil.
For,
in my life i have encountered all.
yet no emotion is quite as great as the signal word,
love.
Love is pain,
love is strife.
love is suffering,
love is thy plight.
love by far, is the most evil.
it comes and goes, without warning.
you give you heart to the one you love,
only to have them return it in a box.
love is a gift to be given
not taken.
love is a tomb to be sealed.
not opened.
- by PocketNinja2 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/05/2009 |
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- Title: True Evil:
- Artist: PocketNinja2
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- Date: 12/05/2009
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Chaotic Minion - 04/05/2010
- o.O don't agree... but your point was well written.
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- Mark of insanity - 12/12/2009
- i agree with this so much
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