Love Kills


Love Kills

A broken heart is in so many ways is like death
Even has that moment right before your last breath
Where you replay the good times like flashbacks of your life
This can’t be all that love is like
In the beginning all laughs and smiles
Then love grows like a child
It matures
Into something that is no longer pure
Doesn’t have the same allure
Now tainted by the flaws of man
Maybe love should be left in Gods hand
The power of love has taken many lives
Not only evil but good men and women have died
So now I sit with the question
To be or not to be any suggestions?

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