I came with broken bones - Poetry Collection- 2010

Love is evil spelt backwards

I hate that feeling that you get

When you think you've fallen for someone

Someone so amazing and nice

Gentle and caring

The one person who you almost think

Who could be the one?

But then there's the other part of you

The deceit that still waits in the pit of your stomach

The thought that seems to creep its way in

That oozes its way into your dreams and everyday life

It takes over and observes the situation

Sometimes it over comes you, and you get scared

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I'm talking about love

And the[evil]l that lays beneath it