Dead love
Love can kill you alive,
burn you without fire,
shut you down without
a gun, bruise your heart
without a scratch, bleed
in cold blood. love can be
as painful as the magnitude
of death. Love even when it
leaves and vanish, it still
remains. It can leave you
walking in roams without a
purpose to live. Love can make
your veins drain till you feel
fatigue, taking away your strength,
your will and hope. Love kills
love, but i rather die for love
than let love die in me.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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