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Free verse № 106782

The Death of Love

by donmiguel1960

Member since 2004 · Posted 28 Jun 2004 · Edited 28 Jun 2004 · 6 comments

It destroys me to love you The misery seems to be infinite Why is this essential? With permission, may I please just not care? Granted the permission I could not stop Why am I forced to love you? How is this possible? I know I do because you hurt me so much I don’t think I like you I hate who I am when I’m with you You are better without me But I’m in love with you Unable to make sense No logic to this cause No lesson can be brought forth And I can’t picture breathing without you

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6 comments

[7] Shuushin 28-Jun-04/5:25 PM Reply
really aught to reword that "whom" line, even if it is correct it is awkward in this context, imho.

Not crazy about breathing devoid, either - sorry.

[n/a] zodiac › Shuushin 28-Jun-04/5:26 PM Reply
How is he supposed to take your suggestion seriously when you've used the archaism 'aught' instead of the correct word, 'ought'?
[7] Shuushin › zodiac 28-Jun-04/5:55 PM Reply
I don't know Zodiac, how?

You and your riddles.
[n/a] zodiac › Shuushin 29-Jun-04/9:55 PM Reply
By being a colossal boob.

Checkmate. Cast down ye cutlasses and avast.
[7] Shuushin › zodiac 30-Jun-04/5:02 AM Reply
feels more like I'm being boarded by the parrot...

Here - have a cracker, cracker.
[n/a] donmiguel1960 › Shuushin 28-Jun-04/9:47 PM Reply
I like your suggestion, i'm changing it