Happily Never After

October 7, 2011
Love is an erge you feel when there is nothing left to be said.
Loice is that speck of light,
when your blinded,
at the end of a
dark tunnel.
You fell there is no other way out.
Love is a specific
of the heart.
That ends in tradgedy.
I'm not sleeping beauty
and there is no prince charming.

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otherpoet said...
Apr. 1, 2012 at 8:41 pm
I'm in love with this poem :) You have a great voice and the story is so relateable. I especially like the seccond and third lines, because you described love perfectly. Excellent poem!
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