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Rest In Peace Love

r.i.p. love, forget her, I hate her, get her out of my face Oooo…love I miss her but she was such a disgrace I said to love don’t you see that you’re the only one that I want But sometimes it’s hard to know exactly what you want I know what I want and what I see And love you can be that everything that I need But sometimes it feels like you’re running away from me Other times it feels like you’re too close to see So r.i.p. love, I no longer want to hear her voice I mean my heart which is her voice Which leads me sometimes to make a choice Both good and bad, I’m conscious I hate love and love love all at the same time She had me up and down confused in this rhyme Of life that I’m writing because we control our destiny, I mean time I thought we were going forward but love wasted my destiny and time So R.I.P. love, forget her, I no longer want her on my heart or mind To love I was oh so much more than kind All I ever wanted in this world was for her to be mine But I guess she had other plans in mind Which to me wasn’t really all that fine It felt like I was left all alone with only death to dine And it was just the other day she told me there was no one else she could ever find I thought we could be until the end of time But I guess the real love is something I’ll never find So r.i.p. love I don’t need her put her in the past Along with the other things I now call trash P.S. does real love even exist?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/13/2016 3:32:00 AM
Love can be confusing sometimes! Good job expressing it.
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Date: 6/16/2016 9:45:00 PM
thank you!
Date: 6/12/2016 10:49:00 PM
Post Script, awesome poem. LINDA
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Date: 6/16/2016 9:47:00 PM
thank you so much!

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