"Love is heartachingly beautiful it's nothing but chaos, tragedy, and misery- the belief in something that we desperately wish existed.
It's like a drug; your addicted to it, you can't stop from wanting it. It slowly destructs you, blinds you to everything else, gives you deceptive hope.
You think that you finally belong, but then the heart twists and your left all alone.
You build your walls from steel, high and untouchable but then it breaks once again by cruel lulling words.
You can never stop and you do it again and again till your nothing but dust and bones." He shook his head. "It's a curse, one that I hope will never grasp me."
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RandomPoetry & extracts from books I'll never write. This traumatizing collection of extracts were written when I was 12 - don't say I didn't warn ya'll.
