Love Is Poem by Matt Greenblatt

Love Is



It bends beauty like a prism
And warms from the inside
It makes you forget you own a gun
Then crashes on the bar so
You can carve him like wookd
Love is an empty bottle
Or love is a lie

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Matt Greenblatt

Matt Greenblatt

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA
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