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why does love feel so great

but also cut deeper than a knife

i hung my heart out as my bait

reeling the line, such a strife

 

i didn't really expect a bite

but then i planted my feet, ready to fight

 

when i finally had him in my grip

i held him tight, but he struggled away

all i felt was my heart take a rip

then my mind wandered astray

 

i cast my line once again

ready for a second fight to begin

 

i waited for hours, standing alone

still nothing pulled at my wretched line

i waited still, stiff as a stone

still i have no one to call mine

 

my heart still waits at the end of this wire

and still it's love that i aspire

 

hoping one day to feel another bite

to taste another moment of life

waiting to hold another love tight

but loathing the moment it will cut like a knife.

 

 

 

 

 

GAHH i'm getting frustarated(sp?). all of my poetry is coming out so rough.

anyways, feedback is always appreciated, good or bad it doesn't matter..

thank you :]

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