Love makes you fly,
Your heart soar,
Makes you flutter,
A passing feeling,
Which slowly ebbs away,
And you are left,
With happiness,
And content.
But love is bittersweet.
For when it's gone,
And only memories remain,
You feel broken,
Torn in two,
And it hurts,
Your heart beats faster,
An insomniac.
Written a while back...not too good...but still...gets my point accross.
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This is for me to write anything I want in. I'm going to post some writing I have done and write in more when I feel like it. You don't have to read it, but you might find something of intrest. Just one thing: DON'T STEAL!
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