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Love is a killer,
it gets you when you're down,
and lifts you up to cloud 9,
just to shoot you down when
you believe everything will
work out in the end.
Oh Cupid sure shoots arrows.
Cupid gets away with murder.
He takes aim at your heart,
and fires away his poison
arrows, so you don't seeing
you're dying until the end
of something beautiful.
Love is a killer
it kills the best
and the worst of us.
Cupid is a murderer.
He will kill us all
in the end.
And still, we ask for it.
it gets you when you're down,
and lifts you up to cloud 9,
just to shoot you down when
you believe everything will
work out in the end.
Oh Cupid sure shoots arrows.
Cupid gets away with murder.
He takes aim at your heart,
and fires away his poison
arrows, so you don't seeing
you're dying until the end
of something beautiful.
Love is a killer
it kills the best
and the worst of us.
Cupid is a murderer.
He will kill us all
in the end.
And still, we ask for it.
Literature
Terrifying Thoughts
When I die, will I just see darkness
Like when I close my eyes at night
Will I pass on to an afterlife
Or is there a second life
I don't know what happens next
It makes me feel nervous I begin to think
What if I no longer open my eyes
Because I know my life
It has ups and downs
Will I go up or will I go down
There's so much fear
It brought a tear
Will I just see a light
Or would I see fires so bright
I am scared of death
But I have suicidal tendencies
That makes no sense
Each night I close my eyes
I try to keep them closed but I'm terrified
I don't wanna die
No, I want to stay alive
I need someone by my side
Cos I fear
Literature
Fear
what do i fear? I fear my life ending with a fade not a bang. I fear ending in a hospital bed forgotten. The only face i see the indifferent nurse bringing food, everything in view sterile and bland. No one to sit with me as i pass into whats next. A funeral attended by only the priest and the man with a shovel. I fear my second death coming before the the first
Literature
Horse
Running in complete freedom
Across the endless plains
Its powerful muscles flexing
And then it stops to feed on grains
With strength to carry us forward
And loyalty to obey
We must take care and love it
For inevitably must come the day
When the horse will cross the river
And remain on the other side
Although we keep on moving
We'll miss our strength and cry
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Sorta inspired by a convo I had with a friend today, only his words were a lot prettier than mine.
I need help with the title, and ideas?
Love, the human condition, but still a pain.
I need help with the title, and ideas?
Love, the human condition, but still a pain.
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Love the title myself... good poem as usual Sam!