It's beautiful
How we fall in love
Only to be torn apart
By the person we fell
So hard for
How we can ignore
The pain they cause
And accept their love
Only until their love disappears
And we're lost in our own anguish
Because we learn then
That they never loved us
It was a lie
Put on by our hopeful imaginations
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Dark Daydreams
PoetryThese are poems from the darkest areas of my mind. If they disturb you I'm sorry. It's better me let them out then hold them in. If you hold something in too long it begins to control you. So I'm letting it out. Completed from my feeling a lot bette...
