July 4, 2017
Love is a wholesome but repugnant feeling
With moments of exuberance,
Mixed with unimaginable despondency and desolation
A curse most "actually" want to have
It's a feeling that makes you want to live and die at the same time
To fall off a cliff but climb right back up
A moment in stasis that lasts forever
It's a conveyor belt that can break into pieces,
But be repaired at any given time with the right tools
It's the 647 pounder that every pecheur dreams of grasping'
Imagine living your favorite nightmare everyday for eternity
Love is the ultimate renounce and the definiton of sacrifice
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