blistering decay of love

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to the blistering decay of love,

The faulty bottom of bliss that always drops from beneath you.



The pitch darkness that entangles its self to your soul.

Makes you scream out with empty words, that lack grace and hold emotion.



to the razor blades that seems to infest your vains,

Down to the virus that plagues your brain.



to the pains that race in and out of your darkened eyes,

from aimless nights,

You have cried and cried....



hold up your glasses,

Here's to love.


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Karyn Indursky's picture

I liked this poem because I can relate to the bitterness and tartness of love. I like how you spit on love, but without being too vulgar or brass. You expressed your emotions well with raw energy and vivid words. I really liked this piece. I think I liked this more than the last few poems I've read of your's. Drink up and remember love isn't always sour.