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Mar 2018
When did love become so violent?
When did people start to hold hands in fists?
When did amorous letters turn into 140 character snips?

Reactions were real; we stumbled through hoops together head over heels
And now we stumble through scrolls with eyes-
Irises as white as the background that bleeds into bloodshot sclera-
There is no vitreous humor here...we're melting.

When did Cupid start carrying a gun?
When did value turn face towards deprecation?
When did the olive branch come from a broken tree?
When did words become weapons of divinity?

The storm we hold is long and wide-
And the power of letting it go extends the hand of life;
Vulnerable, we most definitely are as the thunder rolls
And the lightning strikes - no place to hide...

When did you swing towards my lip to make it rain even more-
When that same lip could have been a cloud on your forehead
To clear the sky?

When did love become so violent?

30 Mar 18
Cory Williams
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Cory Williams  28/M/Pennsylvania
(28/M/Pennsylvania)   
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