What an epic desire
Passionate like fire
My feelings was driven by love, blurred by hatred.
It wasn't suppose to be that hard
love first, other things apart.
I hear love, but I speak hate
The same it is as to loving is hatred, as hate is Love.
Lack of emotion
Fragile soul.
Doomed by love, never to be it victim.
My feelings began to fade, nigh to being shattered away.
Was I not worthy of love?
Choose either ways is no choice
As loving is hatred and hate is Love.
Both strong and both destructive
whatever choice it is, it all come to one narrow road,
as to weather love or hate.
None ever seems to end well.
©dahood
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