Love Poem by Crimson Haze

Love



Love is the slowest form of pain.
Yet,
love is the one thing most people would kill for.

Love storys make you gag.
Yet,
when you hear them you secretly know that is the one thing you want the most.

When you fall in love,
hold them close,
never let go,
and fight to the death.

Hold your breath,
for the pain shale be worth the pleasure.

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