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"Love" Poems
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| Your love is... | ||
| © Lilian Ochoa | ||
| Your love is a black plague | ||
| Overcoming me in nausea | ||
| Disintegrating any fleeting shred of sanity | ||
| Within torn and worn heartstrings | ||
| Your love is a haunting lullaby | ||
| Torturing my slumber in the most hallucinogenic | ||
| way | ||
| Your love is blood splattered across white walls | ||
| A bullet pressed into bleeding palms | ||
| Smeared across your gaping face | ||
| I mock this "love" | ||
| this lie constructed into a chaotic unrelenting | ||
| melody | ||
| Your love is a hatred that consumes my every | ||
| breath | ||
| an inexplicable desire to tear you into | ||
| unrecognizable shreds | ||
| to devour you, picking the bone clean of any | ||
| remnant of flesh | ||
| Of any heart capable of creating this "love" | ||
| these lies | ||
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