Alert, Alert!!

by alliyah1234
  • March 1, 2012
  • Poetry
  • Real Poems
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A dull roar from the heart,
They call love a fine art. 

This is the finest mess of all,
Over and over again we fall.
From end to beginning,
Love has no winning. 

Get knocked down,
Stand right back up.
Head up, young one,
Love is corrupt. 

You sure can the future,
but you can't change the past.
You will always get hurt,
Treat all like your last. 

It will hurt, it will hurt,
The bruises and scars.
Alert, Alert,
They'll keep your blood in jars. 
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Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
— Unknown