Darling, love is madness
I've never seen anything that's more dangerous
It will kill you!
Don't act stupid.
The very thing I said not to do
I've done, up and did
Wicked
I must be insane
I knew I was killing my self
A risk I was willing to take
What?
Losing my life
Over what?
Some imagination
Some over-idealized expectations
Some person that's not meant for me
You see?
Love is evil.
It knows that you may hurt yourself
But it allows you to be a fool.
A tool, for elevation
And extinction.
Insanity.
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Issues of the Heart
PoetryOnce upon a time there lived a vicarious demon by the name of love. It sought to overpower you and to take control of everything- what you feel, stand for and believe.
