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Love That Isn't Good


No family is perfect. We all have our flaws.

But I am really tired of hearing them fight right down the halls.

My parents are selfish. They know they are no good.

Their love is like when you got a match but no wood. 

It is taken for granted and used. 

Why do they still stay? I'm so confused. 

Clearly not for the children. But if not us then who? 

I do not understand. I then realize... 

People get addicted to all sorts of things that are no good.

I think I understand.

That people will stay when a woman loves a man. 

 

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