Love is a madman,
One who has escaped
from an asylum,
One who chases you
down a dark alley way,
Shortening your
breath.
Love comes with a
knife,
A shimmering blade in
the darkness.
One that strikes you
with as much violence as with tenderness.
One that stops your
heart in an instant.
Love flows down,
A pool of red blood,
Ever-flowing,
Never-stopping
From
Your
Open,
Gaping
Heart
Love leaves you
senseless
On the floor of a
dark alley way
With an open heart
not knowing
How you got there and
Not knowing where to
go.
Love strikes like
A madman
With a Shimmering
blade
and a
Bleeding Heart
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