A Horrid Thing Called Love

by Amerasian   Apr 2, 2008


Never again do your arms wrap around me,
Are you to damn lazy,
Or just trying to prove a point?
I want your arms around me,
I want to feel safe,
Loved,
And accepted into the world by someone.
I feel my heart is gone,
But you do not own it anymore.
I will find it someday.
I will find it so I can end its pain.
This heart of mine,
Has had enough of this,
This horrid thing called love.
So evil to the touch,
Heart breaking at the sound,
And crushing innocent people.

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