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by casee rae May 13, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Love is for losers Hate is for real The loners become boozers And forget how to feel They drink the pain away Yet it never leaves All feelings of love start to decay How could they have been so naiveThey thought they were in love How could they have been so stupid Bloody now is the once white dove No more work for Cupid Strip him now of his arrows and wings Kick his ass to the curb Remind him of the darker things No longer his title does he deserve Dark in the loneliness So fake the love of others So pathetic their hugs and kiss Even from your fathers and mothers So put down your alcohol But don't resort to your self mutilation Just curl up into a ball And give yourself over to complete isolation
by Gracie Lancaster
Wow this poem is incredible, It is so full of emotion. your a great writer 5/5