A Nightmare Called Love
Love fools us like it is not made in heaven
as most times it feels like a sin that deserves the penalty of dancing in hell come judgement day
A spiritual drug that possesses us uninvited
to take control of our emotions
And drive us to paranoia and depression
A heart's remedy that slowly changes
And kills us like the poison on the back of a frog
Love breeds hate yet hate is born to protect us from love
Satan's greatest feeding ground is in love
A thief that fest on our pain and emotions
And leave the our hearts in wreck
With nothing to clean up
But stains of tears on our pillows
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