Wednesday, November 18, 2009

A love's wrath

My dark February
My forever sanctuary
Love or hatred?
It is a chase to uncertainty

Shallow desire-
a taste of forgiveness
Time gives birth of confusion
Is it you or just the seduction?

Cursed I am under your breath
You're the fire that burns my soul to death
And still the angel that saves my heart
through the sharpness of a million darts

Love is defined as sickness
While hatred a cure
I guess these Lines are true,
but still the right line is I love you

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