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| POEM OF A DESPERATE LOVER Love is an ass Love is a shame Guys do all the fucking Girls get all the blame 3 minutes of pleasure 9 months of pain 3 days in the hospital Find one baby to name The father�s a bastard The mother�s a whore All this shit would not have happened If that damn rubber have not torn So much for love So much for you If you think I�d ran after you� FUCK YOU! If you think I�d been badly hit� BULLSHIT! A martyr�s life is not my role After what you did� ASSHOLE If you wish to leave me for another lover Go ahead� you MOTHERFUCKER! -Anonymous- MY LAST BREATH -Stephanie Cheetham- Twisted bodies shoveled in, grotesque Bloated in hunger and death Bodies uncovered cover me Clothes like life Stripped from all in the face of death The faces of the mother, the father The children and the old All are sinister Forgotten in the shadows of human war No one�s left Turned in, fed upon our own rotting flesh No breath drawn Death blocks the lungs A shower of green smog Death glazed eyes unending Choking, I can�t breath through the stink Someone get them off me I�m not dead like them No don�t go I�m not�.. |
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