Love
I'm told it rides on the wings of a dove
That it's like a sun breaking over the horizon
To me love is more like poison
Whatever love is, I still must be brave
For I know not what other's crave
It's love, in the end, that has me killed
Because that is what it willed
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Poetry Hour!
PoetryI've been told that I wasn't the best at poetry. So I'm just going to start writing more of it in hopes I get better. For those of you who like certain categories the title of the chapter will help you. And please tell me categories I should write a...
