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Fickle loves poetry

Poetry is like love it is surely a fickle thing
Love can burn you deep, scar you for life
It can cut your soul, leaking your life force
Memories can keep you stuck in a twilight zone

Love is like poetry fickle it is surely indeed
Poetry carry’s the weigh on shoulders pen
It flows from your innermost passion
Dripping sometimes with failed ink, writers block

Poetry and love and loves and poetry’s mixed all together
Weaves a wicked web of love and shame mixed with a lot guilt
Writing it down for others to see that poetry is a relevant release
Ink drenched paper from tears mixed with emotions ink spillage

Love lost, Pen spills words, A mix of poetry with my emotions
Colours of red for love and blue for emotions back for ink
Leaves with tender finger to write for release, aching pain deep
Poetry in the from of love gone bad I’ll write still I need release.
Written by EpicUtester69 (Just a simple poet)
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