Wednesday, January 11, 2012

A POEM I WROTE: MY NAME IS LOVE

The only one with many definitions
I dont need no reflections
Im a man of visions
They call me love

All the definitions to me are wrong
for i hurt where i belong
whether your weak or strong
I will surely hurt you for long
Lecturers and painters
shouters and louders
writters and singers
spread my words and to thank them,i hurt them too..

 so you call yourself a player?
play with people's feelings just like that?
but ive' hurt you before you were the layer
remember how i deceived you in the start?
my start is always beautiful,nice and the best
I can make you feel smart,strong and of taste
but you don't have it all,not right through my chest
I can hurt you in a blink of an eye,without any regrets

don't be scared,im sometimes true
but that's only when your patner is another you
and you should make sure you do not screw
because when i beat you,i do it black and blue

be careful i tell you
yes im talking to you,you and you
I'm called love,something you shouldnt waste time on and something you need..:)
yes my name is L.O.V.E..



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