A love so warm, a love that cuts. And in this love so writes a girl, a poem so light it almost curls, just like the knife her heart has felt the knife her mind has sent to kill. And although her blood is fine still, her emotions will be the ones that failed. "I hate me for ever liking you. I hate me for not hating you. I should hate you, it'd be easier. How is there so much hate in love? Why is love just twisted hate? How can hate come from love? How is hate from above? How did I get to where I am? Why can't this just be some cheesy scam? I will never hate again. The scars of love will sink deep in." Story of An Emo Love.
Monday, November 3, 2008
..::..window of my thoughts..::
written by Biker Gurl at 11:15 PM
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