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The Concept of Love

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wufekilu's version from 2016-08-30 19:09

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Does Love exist?
The doves certainly think so, as they whisper words of acceptance
Even the flowers turn fresh, vibrant, like the sun on a beautiful morning

 

But I disagree
For I’ve seen the blood that comes from loving
Seen the tears rolling down his face

 

The blood under her fingernails
And the glare in his eyes
Even the cold, distant look that replaced the once bright love

 

I could smell it in the air
The dreariness
But especially, the anger

 

The anger that made him slam the door as she cried behind it in disgrace
The anger that made her hide inside her room, unable to think
To breathe

 

Unable to even cry

 

But I’ve never seen happiness
That comes

 

Maybe I’m better off alone