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Death Of Love

March 26, 2015
By brianna_bo_banna BRONZE, Kings Mountain, North Carolina
brianna_bo_banna BRONZE, Kings Mountain, North Carolina
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All the old knives rusted in my back, I drive in yours.


Love.

A word we mismanage. Why do we empty ourselves into one another when we cant even empty our own? 

Love.

A noun. A simple word that could mean the world. Even the universe. How do we use this word without fault?

We can't.

There is always fault in the senseless word. It dies between the two that hold it against one another.

Love.



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