in this world is a thing
donno what is it;how it looks like;ppl call it love
it sucks to the core untill the morning four
it smells like a rotten chicken wing
pepole know it;ppl like it;ppl despise it how
kicks your joy outta the door;makes your life very sore
it operates within a crappy ring
others still buy it;so desperate to try it now
the worst is a lot much more;its like fire in your hearts pore
about it have dumb ass poets sing
they praise it;dudes die in it makes me wonder how
makes you tore;kicks you to mangalore
there is but one cure hatred
lets just try it;hte only cure to the diseased dove
like the devil did before;join handa united as a whore
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