Treasure Island

Tiana Webb

(March 19th 1997 / Tumut)

Do You Believe In Love?


Do you believe in love?
Does it really matter?
When the only one you love
Has torn your heart in two.

Do you believe in love?
Can it really exist?
When you feel like the only one
Who cannot find their true love.

Do you believe in love?
When you soul is torn in two?
Can you believe in love?
When it kills you in the end?

Submitted: Friday, May 04, 2012
Edited: Friday, May 04, 2012

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  • Sina Farajzadeh (8/6/2012 11:43:00 PM)

    As I said it a lot, Love sometimes hurts, sometimes heals. Take it easy. Believe in what you want to believe. I'd be glad if you comment on my poems. Thanks (Report) Reply

  • Slim Jim (5/14/2012 7:13:00 PM)

    and remember true love is your equal, one with your soul and one with you not your superior, nor your slave. (Report) Reply

  • Slim Jim (5/14/2012 7:11:00 PM)

    loves out there the hardships are just stepping stones to get to the real prize at the end of the climb. your on the same path as i am and it will get better, just keep your head up high and dont look down only forwards and up for if you must look down then hang your head in shame. (Report) Reply

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