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Keva Minus Mar 2013
Hungry for love, I was so hungry for love.
I am festering from my own greed, ravenous love.
Poor guy, he was a victim to this love hungry savage.
I attacked him with my love, pushed him so far away.
I’m not meant to be loved, no not meant for anybody.
He loved me, he actually loved me.
Yet I did not know how to love him back.
I wish he understood, and I wish I could have told him.
I’m not meant to be loved, NO ,should not be loved by him.
Stupid girl, so very stupid girl, and girl you are very much stupid.
Stepped all over his heart, unworthy of his love, so ungrateful.
My past hurt leaked into my present, unwanted, not wanted.
I felt like he was going to hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, I’m hurt.
I’m not meant to be loved, no not meant to be loved by any.
I am loves enemy, oh how love hates my bitter soul, my cold heart.
Let me in, I wont let love in, it knocks its knocking, I slam I slam.
Love wants to **** me, but I’m already dead, and now love buries me.
Here I lay; I’ve lost a heart, that beating muscle which enables me to breathe.
I gave him my heart, yet it lacked love, he didn’t feel, he didn’t know it beats.
I’m not meant to be loved, no no no not meant to be loved at all.
I love him, oh God how I love him, like you love us God.
But how do I love him, how do I show, how can I show?
I had, I have a Purple undeveloped, bloodless, loveless heart.
He pumped his blood into me; he drowned me in his love.
I tried to pump back, only a leak, over the years it drained out.
So what’s left for him, what did he get, a heart that’s dehydrated.
I’m not meant to be loved; no not meant because of me.
Here I am, sick with agony, dripping in pain.
Too late, its too late, how he hates me, me he hates, he hates.
How he tried, hard he tried, tried to fix a broken glass and got cut.
He’s bleeding now, I want to stop his pain, but the more I touch the more he bleeds.
I didn’t mean to God, I pray take his pain away, let him forget me.
Take the love he has for me out of his heart, let him drop mine, just leave it on the floor.
Let the herd demolish it completely this time so I cannot feel anymore hurt.
I never should have allowed him to grow near, but I loved him more than me.
I thought I was showing my love, I really tried, oh how I tried.
I’m not meant to be loved; I never was, never meant to be loved.
Never meant to be loved by anybody, never meant to be loved by him.
I'm not meant to be loved by you!
By: Keva Minus ©
Keva Minus Mar 2013
I
Wear
Your love
to keep me warm.
**I'm Freezing!
By: Keva Minus ©
Keva Minus Feb 2013
He said:
Come my love, I want no other.
My heart belongs to you.
Oh those words, it made me flutter.
What was a girl to do?
His voice was sweet, words melted in my mouth.
I relished the taste I never knew.
My heart was drunk with delicious phrases.
He made a powerful brew.

He said:
I love you, you're my endless song.
My soul was made for thee.
And with those words scream tears of joy.
All bitterness to flee.
Oh you're the girl that I dream of.
In the afternoon I long to sleep.
Yes, chivalry will get you somewhere.
Everywhere with me!

He Said:
Nothing, Nothing, Nothing
Those words meant Nothing!

*After he had his wicked way with me!!!
By: Keva Minus ©
Keva Minus Feb 2013
I am a summer child, eyes blazing like the sun when it’s closest to the earth.
My heart is the meaning of love stimulated by its left ventricle.
The ocean is my home. I dwell in the tides of a life known and unknown to humanity.
I am God’s child. With gentle hands he molded me, the summer child.
Summer probed me, until she found me in my mother’s womb.
And then she met me late July, when I dangled free from her legs.
Here I am a bundle of glee. I love the rain in the winter and butterflies that kiss the leaves of trees.
I climb mountains that finger the sky. I fall in love at every chance, ravenous for its fruits.
I yearn to savor its sweet juices that flow from starved lips. I hate the sun.
Why can’t I be the one to give the sky a warm embrace?
Why can't I give the ocean a blue blanket?
Oh, how wonderful it must be to give the world some light.
I say Yes to world peace.
We will never have peace, so just give me a piece of sunshine.
I love the color blue.
It reminds me of the sky that turns her nose up at the world below her.
I am peace, joy and the love that touches ones heart.
I am the sun, the ocean, the sky and the butterfly that rest
inconspicuously on your shoulder.

**This is who I am!
By: Keva Minus ©
Keva Minus Feb 2013
You don't love me after all!
Wait......
I don't love me after all!
What an awful epiphany!
By: Keva Minus ©

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