the last word

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  • kutiespie
  • i love love but love seem not to love me so why is it we chase for something that we can never grasp

the last word

                 the last word can be herd from a mile away
                 the killing of a bird leaves the skies gray
                 is this what love is....
                 it hurt so much it leave a person in the dust
                 making u remember u past so u can laugh
                 but what happen when this pain hurt so bad
                 i promise u it will only make u mad
                  so when u have last word make sure it the one they never herd
                   i love u with all my heart it sad the day we fell apart now we have to begin at the starts as friends with a heart and that the last word and this it where it ends





    deticated to frank the guy that never even gave me a chance and left me scared for days and week and months and now im in a haze

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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