Love Is Suicide - Poem by Toxic Nash
As it bleeds slow, killing you internally like a parasite, no matter how much you love, no matter how hard you try, love will beat you...because it is suicide. Beautiful like the flames of a flittering fire but dangerous and hot if touched or tampered with, love is suicide and thats the end of the myth, Beautiful and strong like a bright red rose but dies at one point right? Love is suicide by the end of the night.
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