while rating this newcomer (JC) to VR, i couldn't help but to respond to one poem on his profile.
a lovers face create such pain. the true beauty is behind your teary eyes of rain. a lovers pain can only grow so much. for such reason one doth cut. what pain of beauty what mad ecstacy, what mind at lost. by and by a true friend comes by with love and passion she save the. the beauty in that pain you now resent for fate has finaly gives you something for all your torment. I write these lines for the my friend. I these lines for there I to have been.
not the best but hey its 8:00 in the morn and yeah
upon love and dpression
what is love but just a word an empty word a word that lost al value love is nothing more then sexual acts. love is obsession just like you love diamons and pearls that is the same as you loving another. it is etheral never lasting. true love is not about changing ur lover but liking them as they are. as dirty whorish or ugly as they are. if you take a man or woman and try to change them then it is not love. slitting my wrist is more valueble than this love. this love is disturbance foolish passions. things from the unclean confused mind.
Tis said that it is better to have love and lost
but what what good is it when you soul just rots
the pain inside grows thiker and thinker
and your past love just cuts you deeper
what good is it to have love and lost
If Love never fades for me
when the lover is just now a jailer
jailing you with happiness
What good is it to have love and lost
If the one you want shuns you
puts you in a state of semi happiness
tourturing you every second with happiness past
what good is it to have love and lost
If love brings nothing but the deepest scars
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