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December 16, 2012

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_2Dec 30, 2012

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!!

LVDec 17, 2012

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