Raging Hormones
I still have bruises
From the first time you touched me
I hate myself when you're around
this isn't me this isn't me
this isn't me
Leave. me. be.
This can't be love.
It isn't
how it's supposed to be
-china-
posted by angels*of*poetry @ 10:43 PM
1 Comments:
Dear -china-
Your poem's words speak depths of love and hatred to my very soul. Ah, how I wish i did not understand it. BUT I DO, I DO! Oh geez, I do. I feel your love, I feel your pain, I feel your raging hormones. But mostly, I want you to know this. Ah, -china-, I never started..cross...cross...STOPPED loving you.
Fare thee well.
Love, the lover of -china-
See you in China?
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