I can't tell you how much I love you

H.R.Powell



I can't even tell you

how much that I love you

There are no words

you are the only reason 

that I'm still breathing

I'd take all your swords

You mean the most to me

i would spend my life in a pipe

if it let you be free

Because I can't even tell you

how much that I love you

  • Author: H.R. Powell (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 27th, 2018 00:24
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is to my mom who saved me from suicide, I love you mom.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 31
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thanks HAYLEY for a very elegant and thought provoking Poem ~ Love is a paradox because it is simultaneously liberating and constraining ! In my experience the constraints of "A Mothers Love" are always for our GOOD although we don't always see this at the time ~ AMEN ~ Thanks for caring and the comment about your MUM ! Yours BRIAN Please check my Poem ~ Thanks B !



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