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Jan 2015
Love is a thousand daggers
Dancing deeply in your flesh
A hundred arrows
Embedded in your breast
Fifty bullets bouncing in your brain
Love is the destruction of yourself
In hopes of the partner you will claim
The comfort you will gain
It is swallowing poison
For the pleasure of its’ own pain
Plainly put love is ****** up
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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