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Caught up, wove around, tied and
bonded to one state of mind.
Completely and inhumanely obsessed
with one emotion: Love.
Is it worth losing your mind, is
it worth sacrificing your time of importance
now for a simple feeling that
isn't going to last?
Love is a simple gamble of uncertainty;
a constant game placing your heart on the
line. But for what?
To be turned down or let go? To have
all that you based your life on be
thrown away, as your lift to pick up the
pieces.
You remain broken, shattered, torn,
completely incapable of ever turning your
mind into focus.
Love is a distraction.
Love kills, it wounds, it completely
annihilates all the rest of logic.
It rips your heart out from your reluctant
corpse and stabs it repeatedly with
bloodstained words.
Why suffer from a ridiculous fantasy
in which rules are not definite, gravity has
no bounds, and a disembodied emotion
shows no mercy?
Do not fall for love's faulty
imitations for companionship.
For it misleads, un-focuses, and lies to
many.
Killing off what little hope
we have left, till there's nothing more
but a big, empty corpse.