Love....Sucks
What is love? It is this dark place, unhealthy, where everything is deep-fryed.
It kills blind, acts like the bastard from "The Book of Eli".
Its cut into multiple pieces creating scabs, comes backs because its precious and then leaves,
like a nonexistent dad.
Love is just a word, nothing heaven sent,
all it does is create a sensation for a short period of time, like a peppermint.
Love...sucks for two reasons. One, when abused its hard to forgive, and two,
its not in my experience, so I don't know what it is.
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