Our love is going to be rough,
And these years are gonna be tough,
I'm loving with a broken heart,
From everyone before.
I've given myself hell,
In case you can't tell,
I did this all to myself,
And now I'm paying the price.
It's going to be a road trip,
Except the tires have no grip,
And the road is pure ice,
With no clue where we will go.
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I'm Just Trying To Find Painless Love
Poetry"Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love... but the pain." -Unknown Part Three: I guess I still need to learn. --------- A collection of 2018 and 2019 poems 12/3/19 #5 in livinglife #47 in painfullove 19/3/19 #182 in finding...
