{"sf1_id":563081,"sf2_id":"ynZ4vKke","title":"a simple thing called love","author":"justBrett","words":331,"posted_at":"2013-07-14T02:17:00.000Z","tags":["Love","Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/563081-a-simple-thing-called-love","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ynZ4vKke","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ad/31/ad312287-9d69-423d-ac4e-b8c6b08d3fb6","description":"#1 of poem\n\nmy best poem ever! you like ?","content":"Pain that flows  \nAnd love that parts  \nDemons who feed off woes  \nOf the broken hearts   \n  \nThese are the things that can set my whole world a spin   \n\u0026nbsp;Was it different before ?  \n\u0026nbsp;Could it have been....  \n  \nI was blind but now I see  \nThe crazy things it dose to me  \nAnd to think now, all I do is wonder aimlessly   \n  \nTo the darkened allies with pretty words  \nAll a disguise for the smut  \nI fallowed it like a sheep in herds  \nTill my mind faded I tell you what  \n  \nI was a man on the edge  \nA creature on the fringe  \nThe thorn to the hedge\u0026nbsp;  \nThe high to the binge   \n  \nI was a creature to be despises  \n A monster to hate  \nLived by only lies  \nOf a once great fate  \n  \nThe pain, the suffering it only it only grew  \nThe kind of filth you can feel even through a glove  \nTill I discovered something weird something new  \nA simple thing called love\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nIt's the thing that can grow  \nAnd wont be torn apart   \nPlaced by angels white as snow   \nA bandage for a broken heart  \n  \nThese are things that can set my whole world a spin  \n\u0026nbsp;Was it different before?  \n\u0026nbsp;Could it have been  \n  \nI was blind but now I see  \nAll the crazy things it dose to me\n\n\u0026nbsp;It fills my days with happiness  \nAnd my nights with glee  \nA ocean filled with fish  \nBut this ones meant for me\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nWhen shes around I feel like a god among men  \nWith eyes opened wide  \nWith her I can go into the lions den  \nAnd come out the other side  \n  \nI fell like I am bullet proof  \nI am a super man  \nNo longer so aloof   \nI am apart of a greater plane  \n  \nI feel now that my life can finally be at ease  \nAnd all it took was a simple shove  \nCall me a greater man now, if you please   \nAll because of a simple thing called love   \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"poem","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/563083-don-t-talk-to-the-devil.json"}}