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Jun 2016
I am love
I walk the earth tainted red
For I cannot watch from above
While their destiny hangs on thread

I am love
I weep for those who cannot
For the hand dipped in blood like glove
For the corpses of ages that rot

I am love
I see them hold arms instead of other's arms
Scream as blood taints dove
And burns as their fingertip harms

I am love...
Am I love?
The poem is for this ill-fated world where we live in. We always say we do this, we do that, for love. We bring wars to others, and say that it is for peace...for love. But is it?
Michael Ryan Pillado
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Michael Ryan Pillado  Rizal, Philippines
(Rizal, Philippines)   
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