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Love Poem


Love is a myth an illusion meaningless Love is a serpent lying, waiting Getting ready to strike and inject its poison into your blood It corrupts your soul driving you to a horrible place. Is Hell a place where trapped souls scream in agony? Is it a place where you to pay for your sins? No Hell is all around you caused by people who are in love. The world has entered dark times. Caused by people consumed by love Look around you you know it is true Open your eyes and tell me where you are. The dream you been so happily dreaming in. Yes you know it is true. Love has got its grip on the deluded It is anywhere and everywhere causing suffering, pain, and remorse. Tell me was Hitler in love? Bodies throughout the eons decomposing due to that main killer called love that is conquering the world. If we are in love then why are some girlfriends lying on the floor in a pool of blood? Now that the gate has unlatched Tombstones cast aside. This is a fate that the world shall soon abide
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