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I.L.L.
By slightlygothic89
learning the differnce between infatuation, love, and lust is a son of
a bitch sometimes...
It's like...
when your writing poetry
and you run out of lines
or confessing your crimes
and run out of rhymes
or make a misteak and effect the lives
that you thought you cared about most
lust is defined as body over mind
when infatuation and love share a very thin line
life is so harsh and is so very unkind
those who believe in love are hopeless and blind
shall i go back?
to see and beset her?
do i say i love her?
when she hurts me, just let her?
do i cut my arm just to feel better?
do i have to write her a bloodscribed letter?
this is why lifes so hard, i can't forget her
man i hate this shit! I've said it a million times...
learning the differnece between infatuation, love, and lust is a son of
a bitch sometimes...
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© 2006 Kito Bizieff
Published on Monday, November 6, 2006.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Monday, November 6, 2006, urbanhumility
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wrote:
your quaundry.....can be more clear....even with the body of your prose.......your approach....the answer has begun with your words.........well done.........urban
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On Monday, November 6, 2006, carlosjackal
(3019) wrote:
This must be the revised version cos the c's disappeared. A good poem and welcome to DP!
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On Monday, November 6, 2006, Alanarchy
(1200) wrote:
It's Infatuation. Drop the C. That was bugging me through the whole thing. Otherwise, good work.
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