Love Kills

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Love Kills

I trusted the first guy
And got hurt oh so rude.
So I learned not to trust,
Although that's very crude.
I play the game
Because it's play or be played.
Be suspicious of everyone,
Every minute of everyday.
Play or be played...
Cheat or be cheated...
Listen with your eyes...
Be confident, conceited.
Choose your guys wisely.
Don't hurt an innocent one...
But hunt and kill the guilty.
Let love be the gun.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

MsHangtime’s Poems (34)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Seriously? 4
Questionable Emotion 1
Would You... (Play Me A Song...) 1
Only Everyday... 2
Look Up 1
The Crash (Rejection) 4
Let's Not Do This Again 1
It's Hard... 1
In Due Time 0
In My Dreams (My Man Has...) 1
Today, I Feel Strong 2
How Easily We Forget 1
Love Is A Choice 0
Done With The Game 1
Love Kills 0
The So-Called "Playa" 0
Bibolotti 0
Greed 0
Fake 0
1 + 1 = 2 3
Losing My Mind 0
Missing In Action 0
Sex... 0
A Good Friend 0
Whisper 0
A New Start 0
Secrets/ Crush 3
I Don't Want To Hurt Him 0
The Other Guy 0
Ain't It Funny? 0
No Matter What 1
Differences/ Changes 0
Cycles 2
Gone With The Birds 3