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Justanotherpoet Apr 2018
I love her...
I love her not...
I give her my heart...
She takes it and run away with it...
Then she gives me heartaches and depression.

She loves me...
She loves me not...
Today she loves me...
Tomorrow she doesn't...
She fills me with joy and at the same time sadness.

I love her...
She loves me not..
Addicted I am to her...
Addicted to her smile, scent and touch...
She's addicted to torment me, and make me less of a person (imperfect).

She loves me...
I love her not...
I love her...
She loves me not...

Justanotherpoet Dec 2017
Help! Help!
Someone? Anyone?
Doctor! Doctor!
Please help her, she's dying,
Don't let her die, doctor please,

Quickly to the emergency room,
She has lost a lot of blood,
We can't lose her, we won't lose her
Not her, not while I'm around... No!

Doctor their is nothing we can do, let her go,
You tried your best, she couldn't make it.

Doctor! Doctor!
How's my beloved? Did she make it?
Why the silence?Tell me doc, tell me?
I'm sorry... It was too late, she succumbed to the gun shots,
I'm sorry,

My beloved... My source of joy, my ray of hope
Why her? Why us?
Doctor! Doctor!
It's a miracle,
She's moving, Doctor!
Who? How?
Don't cry just yet, she has pulled through... We won't lose her, not for the second time,
To the surgery room,
She is now stable,
Call him, let him be besides his joy.

Just when all is lost... Keep your hope
Justanotherpoet Dec 2017
How does it feel to be wanted,
To have someone to call your own,
To hold her so tight,
To feel her soft skin close to mine,
To kiss her in the morning, afternoon and evening,
To gaze in her eyes,
To whisper in her ear
I love you
How does it really feel?
Coz I want to feel that way too

Tell me about love
  Dec 2017 Justanotherpoet
I saw this on Facebook and really felt the need to share it. I have NEVER seen a more perfect poem, written in the saddest way.          

"I destroy homes, tear families... apart - take your children, and that's just the start.
I'm more costly than diamonds, more costly than gold - the sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
And if you need me, remember I'm easily found.
I live all around you, in schools and in town.
I live with the rich, I live with the poor, I live down the street, and maybe next door.
My power is awesome - try me you'll see.
But if you do, you may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go, but try me twice, and I'll own your soul.
When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie.
You'll do what you have to just to get high.
The crimes you'll commit, for my narcotic charms, will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms.
You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad.
When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised.
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.
I take kids from parents, and parents from kids, I turn people from God, and separate from friends.
I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride, I'll be with you always, right by your side.
You'll give up everything - your family, your home, your friends, your money, then you'll be alone.
I'll take and I'll take, till you have nothing more to give.
When I'm finished with you you'll be lucky to live.
If you try me be warned this is no game.
If given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind.
I'll own you completely; your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed.
The voices you'll hear from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see.
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.
But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart, that you are mine, and we shall not part.
You'll regret that you tried me, they always do.
But you came to me, not I to you.
You knew this would happen.
Many times you were told, but you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.
You could have said no, and just walked away.
If you could live that day over, now what would you say?
I'll be your master; you will be my slave.
I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
Now that you have met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not?
Its all up to you.
I can bring you more misery than words can tell.
Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell."
  Dec 2017 Justanotherpoet
maybe if you loved me
i could finally rest my head
on a white pillow
"i adore you"

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