Love
It isn't beautiful anymore.
Love is a dagger to the soul; I would write how love was so beautiful, how it was so mesmerizing.
Love is pain.
love is an empty word that grasps someone's soul and doesn't let go.
Love is a murderer, a crime.
Love, it will bat its pretty eyes and pull you in and trap you.
Love has killed so many in cold blood; with no remorse whatsoever.
