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A_lost_soul

Love, what is it really?
We say it here and there. Sometimes it just carries dust in the air as it comes out of our mouths meaning less.
Sometimes its a joke said to raise someone up to help them give into you;
Just.. so.. you can destroy what little ounce of love that was left.
Then again Love is just a word a word that hurts when not meant. There is no love there is just pain.

 

  • Author: A_lost_soul (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 14th, 2017 11:49
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME FRIEND ~ Thanks for your first Poem ! It is in essence more of an Anti~Love poem than a regular Love Poem. As we get older (into our 30's) our experience of love Waxes and Wanes like the MOON ! I don't tell every lady I date I LOVE YOU but fortunately those I have said it to ~ have (for a rime) Loved me back ! The message in your intriguing poem is ~ DON'T SAY ILY and not mean it ~ Yours BRIAN (UK) Please check my Poems ~ Thanks B.

  • ron parrish aka wordman

    love and pain travels together,even real love brings pain at times

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    THANKS FRIEND ~ i GUESS 19 is your age ! Being a MALE I was still s struggling Science Student @ 19 and martially I didn't have much to offer a Girl ~ but of course I did fly my kite ! I did fall in love several times @ College but I don't think I really thought about the implications of telling a Female Student ILY it was all part of growing up ! Yours BRIAN



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