My hands are getting colder, <br />This is no disease, <br />Love is slowly killing me, <br />It will not set me free. <br /> <br />Love is the only gift, <br />That ever came out of hell, <br />Is this how it’s supposed to be? <br />Or did Satan not read the instructions so well. <br /> <br />Guidelines to life, <br />Let’s learn how to love, <br />Love is something you cannot teach, <br />It does not come from up above. <br /> <br />It does not end with a broken heart, <br />A shattered mind that won’t quite start, <br />I don’t know what to say love is, <br />Although I know, that it is this.<br /><br />Oliver Clarke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-only-gift-from-hell/
