Love stabs you in the chest as you feel it,
right then its the best feeling ever.
Later it is the worst one felt.
The heart can love but also decieved.
Its amazing how we feel at first,
and later on how bad we feel.
We scream at each other,
not meaning a word we say.
We care and love so much,
but we still fight and scream.
We cry trying not to show,
but what we feel inside is gone.
The life we thought we had,
ended with nothing but lies.
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My own Poems
Poetry"Before you start a war, you better know what you fighting for."
