Category : Poems

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When I love somebody my heart is blind
Its dumb numb ignorant of signs. 
It also feels reheals and refills with poison this time. 
I wonder how my heart would feel if it had emotions it's self. 
It'll prolly find blades and fire and weapons to create hurtful feelings itself
Burning and ripping it'self, ignoring all kinds of welts and blindly ignoring it's health
What the hell if you leave, am I sposed to grieve. Of course I will cry thats a feeling I need
I love, and it leaves without worry for me