Even if you neglect me, hate me, thrown knives that impale me
I LOVE YOU

Even if you no longer want to see me as you indulge in all sorts of debaucheries
I LOVE YOU

Even if you point a gun in my face, telling me to go to hell and suffocate in fumes of flames of furious demons,
I LOVE YOU

Even if you give me tears everyday, crying without a voice at night as my heart slowly breaks,
I LOVE YOU

Even if love is truly  Treacherous and I had a way to escape, I wouldn't. I'll rather be smothered by the pain, because  in my heart I know that
I LOVE YOU

Neath the shy January sun
she turns a butterfly
upon the marigold field

Flies now wildly far
amid the yellow and red flower
beyond the bounds of the catcher
in the madness of a child’s dream fulfilled
leaving wind scattered trails of her wings
over the marigold field!

We should contact
Hallmark
And put our rhymes
To work:
Best wishes for occasions
And any celebrations
Involving fireworks.
We  help you cry
At good-bye
As you leave the Church.

From what I understand,
To get a poem to trend,
One hides
With pseudonyms.
Then you can
Start over,
With a newer formula,
And trending
Is the end.

Extrinsicly
They fell behind
The minute curve
In the hit/like world.

Intrinsicly,
My curves bell;
My words
Serve me well.

I'm tired of being sad
I'm sick from all the pain
I know I have it better
Than most people
Around the world
So why must I cry
The same cry
As millions before me
Maybe I just need a hug
From another beating heart
While whispering in my ear
The cliché words
"Everything will be ok"