Kristina Asbell

Love - Poem by Kristina Asbell

this four letter word is suppose
to make you feel great wonderful. it
suppose to be the word that makes
your heart dance your head spin
round and round its the word that makes
you weak

then why is it when i hear it that word
i get scared i am backed in to a corner
being pocked and played with 'OH no i let him in'
screams in my head i run and hide to keep
safe from the pain

they say this word this emotion is the
greatest feeling that is a laughable
thing i have ever heard when i hear it i see red
rubies fall from my ears. the is a weakness not an

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  • Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello (4/12/2008 3:33:00 PM)

    It's a series of uncontrollable reactions. Love is what one is. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, April 18, 2008

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