'Love is pure, love is kind', they'd said,
'Love is dead, love is blind', I'd said.
'Give them candy and receive roses',
'Give them a bullet and receive dead poses'.
'They will surely, in time, warm your heart',
'I'll rip them to shreds before they could tear me apart'.
'Why are you being so negative and stout?'
'Because I like negativity and pushing people out.'
They say love is blind
But it knows right where to hit you.
And it sure as hell isn't kind.
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Dark Poems
PoésieJust some simple poems, Nothing more, nothing less. They are my originals, Don't make me second-guess.