Pain

Pain is what thrives in my veins Love is what keeps me alive You may betray me many times I will love you all my life For love is what my life is made of And heart beats are unconditional For you my love and for them Give me as much lies as you want But the love I have won’t betray, me And I am one of those fools, Who take back hurting with open arms Because that is my kind of love.

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Arturo Michael

Date: 12/29/2017 5:24:00 AM

That is a love...Not sure if too much of that kind of love is good for you...But your heart will tell you...Nice poem to reflect on...All the best Smita

Smita Singh
Date: 12/29/2017 6:33:00 AM

Hi Michael, thanks for acknowledging my love. It brings tears whenever someone understands. But anyways thankyou so much for stopping by every time I post, as a friend with an ear. I know it might be not good but the limit surely my heart will tell one day.