What is love or what love is

    I want you to form your lips to speak my name

Looking straight through my soul

To announce the toxic waste that will flow from your rotten heart I want you to beg me to know how much you love me I'll let you know your pollution of words invaded my heart and pierced it You entered my wound and sprinkled virulent flecks I want you to look at the traces of liquified broken dreams play connect four at my chinLook at my throat how hard it is to swallowI feel as if I have fallen from heaven for you and you allowed me to crash into the pit of ember you forged to put a vale amongst your miseryYou hold resentment over my love because of the stitches you let yourself and others expose to the luminous and the polluted whiff you authoredBut I am the author now I will father the epee that breaks you down until you crash down to my feetYou plead that your nuisance has done no wrongBut I will mold a monstrous brute that will make you feel like sheeva has used her fatality moveAs you scram in the ember you once composedBut before you take your last breath I want you to embrace all of meI want you to pronounce death of our love That my skin against yours Has failed to make your pulsation Clip faster than my blood boiled when you said You didn't want Us anymore Your resurrection will only be carried out if you relentlessly let your heart skip a beat when I pass your wayMy poems will always author your way in because you violated my gardenI thought I would eat the apple and you would see me and I would see you but all I see is your vale being opened by the concrete walls engulfing you My story of your death will come a million ways But the way I dreamed of us to terminate will never have a true answer Yet I have become you and I will continue the cycle of toxic ends and broken heartsHave you ever thought that a broken heart is medically impossible? Have you ever just stopped to diagnose yourself with compulsive liar? Because it's airborne and you spread it to every wound you leave open just because you want to masquerade yours                                           ~A.H~

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