love is a cruel misstress
when you are with her you feel like bliss
then she tears out your very soul
and leaves you blackend like coal.
i was in love once and now i am dead
she took all the happy fealling out of my head
i wish i was better
but i am an unopened letter
to that special little go getter.
you were once the girl of my dreams
now you leave me torn at the seams.
i know no one will hear you scream
and i am you worst nightmare
end.
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me love
not much just some poems i wrote
i am the zombie of last yesterday