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Love Is...

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Love is a foreign and dangerous concept once conceived.

Love is naïve hope, easily breakable.

Love is blind, foolish pain.

Love is wishing, praying, yearning for what can never be yours.

Love is a double-edged sword, bliss and paradise to one side, but fall carelessly into the other abyss from the paper-thin precipice, and receive a gift of eternal heartbreak.

Love is endless pining, torment, and worry.

Love is a hopelessly botched mess.

Love is despising a person for allowing you to become this way, yet always singing their praises.

Love is consciously torturing yourself to ensure your beloved's happiness.

Love is knowing they'll never pick you even if you were the last living, breathing thing on Earth.

Love is a horrible act of human nature.  

Love is willing to make anyone its helpless, unwilling prey.

Love is hurt.

Love is wonderful, blissful pain.
A poem that was written about the Phantom of the Opera, but I realized that it can apply to a lot of other people, myself included. Enjoy.
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000SkyArrow000's avatar
I love the pahntom of the Opera movie and musicals.....and you did a nice poem....It apply for me either...=X