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A love poem. |
| Your heart leaves you behind as it starts to race The dam breaks and water gushes from your palms You try to speak but your tongue is gone Everything around you fades away Your eye can only focus on the person in front of you Time begins to slow as their gaze meets yours Their smile brings light into the room Shivers run down your spine as they speak Their hand touches yours and goosebumps start to appear Someone has robbed your mind, it's empty You let out a cough and a few butterflies escape Doctors call your condition as a heart attack But you have contracted a disease, The disease called love and there is no cure Neither math nor science can explain it Love is the eighth wonder of the world Make sure you hold on to it tightly, For if you lose it, you may never find it Love is the pair of socks fighting to survive the washing machine called life That's what love is. |