cliche

cliche.

distance makes the heart grow fonder;

or so it seems.

 

love yourself first before you love someone else;

or so they say.

 

love is amazing;

or so it claims to be.

 

what do i think?

i think it's a load of bullshit.

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Creepy, Lovely, Cliche.

Blood Is Red.
Bruises Are Blue.
Our Love is Dead
And You'll be Soon

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a creepy and cliche, love poem, that just came to me.

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