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What is love? by rebelfury, literature
Literature
What is love?
What is love?
What is love? Is it definable?
"love is a red, red rose". No….
"love is a battle field". But no, that's not right either.
People seek love, they chase it, obsess over it. But that's not how love works.
You don't find love, you're born with it. You can't find it because it's already yours.
Like a pencil you left behind your ear.
You search and search and search, and when you realize, and you look at it, you laugh.
So then what could I define love as for you? Or maybe I should define my own love first.
My love, is such a part of me that I often forget it's there. Like breathing, or an organ.
That's it! Love is like
R.A.G.E by rebelfury, literature
Literature
R.A.G.E
Rage
R-A-G-E Rage is what you've brought to me
F-U-R-Y Fury is what clouds my eyes
H-A-T-E Hate is what boils within because she
C-H-E-A-T-E-D Cheated on me with him, you see
R-E-V-E-N-G-E Revenge is sweet unlike your
B-L-O-O-D Blood which now bitter, covers me, your
D-E-A-T-H Death is my
F-R-E-E-D-O-M
Death of a young G.I by rebelfury, literature
Literature
Death of a young G.I
Death Of A Young G.I.
After The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner, by Randall Jarrell
From my pup tent sleep I rose from the mud
And I walked through the forest 'till my legs cramped
Thousands of miles from home, dreaming of my former life
I snapped back to this green hell with the tell tale "click"
When I died, they collected the pieces in a bucket.