his large crooked teeth play with my soul and as i'm with him my heart somehow manages to **** up all of his unique beauty every limb finds its way into my mind a personality that belongs in the unknown i sit, in awe, and wonder where this wonder came from his smile remains in my blood for weeks this hidden pain is exposing i possess him and he doesn't even know he has individualized himself in my heart so that above and over everything that exist there is this boy, with the last name of Klein
I don't know how this beautiful piece of literature could be about someone I hate now.