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Love Kills


Out of control rage going insane all because of you Mouths saying how could you?? I gave my all to you and hold you my deepest secrets and yet you seemed to throw it in my face Fuck you and that bitch your sleeping with because I hope the both of you are happy with this so called thing called AIDS How fucked up can life be?? My life has come to a short end And now I'm suffering because of your selfish well beings No, no I'll wait for God to bless me with the the life I'm suppose to have You fucked my life up good and I'm hope you're happy  about it My heart aches from the pain and my body aches from this disease that I've contracted from you Fuck this world and the love that isn't so true Because some people aren't who they seem The one you love the most will most likely end up leaving you or killing you slowly with this disease called AIDS
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