Well?

So
A man loves a man
And he suddenly deserves a disease
A disease that eats at him and tears him to pieces
A disease that tugs at him and pulls him
Starting on a bed of love
Ending on a hospital 7th floor cold slab with lukewarm soup waiting on a metal shelf
Listening to a beep sound never changing, never faltering anymore
And you say
He deserved that?

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NU NU_2

She likes his swag, he likes her ass;
she’s loving his style, while he’s loving her smile.
They begin to feel and love one another;
like there is no other.
They begin to make love;
but what she should have said first is, “no glove, no love”.
She thinks that this love will be endlessly;
but what she doesn’t know is that she is dying slowly.
She is starting to get sick, he no longer shows her love;
now she is thinking back, she should have said, “no glove, no love”.
Now she is worried, scared, and can’t rest;
she is now afraid to take a HIV test.
What she doesn’t know is that she will never rest;
until she take and get the results of that HIV test. Get Tested!!

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