Love

Being scared, all alone.
In this world meant for two,
Always alone.
Always lonely,
Wishing for you to come
And rescue me from the
Fear that surrounds my heart.
Without you, I am nothing
With you, I am everything.
My blood type is misery,
Your blood type is love,
Together they make Passion.
Passion is what is needed
For a perfect world
Made up of love and happiness.
Together nothing could stop us
From being all that we can be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Bocsa Avatar
February 3, 2015 at 2:28 PM
Actually,a community of two masters of slavers and two slavers ,sum two and finally:one love.Congrat.
Vaso Avatar
February 2, 2015 at 1:26 PM
Beautiful, I loved the line "My blood type is misery" :)
Kesting Avatar
February 1, 2015 at 8:19 PM
Well done....great choice words!
Melanson Avatar
February 2, 2015 at 8:54 AM
Thank you, this is my third poem ever. I'm in some literature classes and have to write poetry and just fell in love with both reading and writing it. :)
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