There is a fine line between love and hate. That always
seems to seal our fate. When you give your all. Your
love your dreams your soul your future, all that you
behold, then comes all that your betrayed and nothing else
matters,all the lies that come between us becomes torn
and tattered. You were my hero at one time and then you
pushed me to that fine line. When love turns to hate it will
forever close that gate. You will always have a place in
my heart, but maybe by crossing that line I can make a
new start.
Excellent Wonderful words
Excellent
Wonderful words
DAMN i LOVE THiS POEM. THATS TOTALLY HOW i FEEL. i NO WHAT YOUR GOiNG THROUGH. KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK YOU HAVE TALENT
JustKeepBelieving_Michelle
there is a fine line
hi teresa, glad to find yor poem again...I am just finding my way around this site.....
this poem is so true, there is a fine line between love and hate.....one defines
the other, I think....The cross over is so easy.....you have expresed these emotions
so well..enjoyed the read...heather