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A poem directed to love it self and why it cripples the average human heart |
| Love, you crazy little bastard Twine me up in your spiders web Entangle me in your death like clutches Love, the great proclaimess to good The scared voice inside us What makes us question our sanity Love, oh how i loath you A devils advocate in disguise A poison to my sweet cup of tea Love, i distaste your very presence How you make me feel The way you throw me into yourself Love, you are the cause to my despair The essence to my essential drug And how you cripple me inside Tell me why i still love, love? |