So i sat at work after she came to see me and began to think.I mean, i went into deep thought.I hit the top arrow on the receipt machine.Grabbed a pen.This is what i came up with.Faded,Like a childhood fairytalePages terribly worn from finger flipping hellStay up late to see the moviesYou know those sneaky chick flixsOnes with sex scenes and nice side boobiesOnes that show tricksLike "Love & Basketball"Interesting at all timesMoments that blow the mindLike how do they loveAs if love is for everyoneAll smilesJust like the Kool-Aid manCatch is when they change the planThey catch you with the truth once the sun has run.Poured off the scene like water-based paintNo motivation stands in this taintThe end was seen long before it was soughtSo they knew who failed way before the war was foughtSadly the youth don't learnSo the lesson is lostYet later it is learnedDerived from costly mistakes that make one yearnSo inside they always burnInfernos capsize the love drunk vesselSend its minds to SATANLeave them contemplatingHeavily debatingWhy is love waitingMoreso perpetratingSMHNow lets be realisticLove is a bitchA bitch covered in glazedPortrays a sweet bright lightYet you end up with the hazeFucking one way streets, gun shots and U-TurnsFuck these tricksLove aint for everyoneLove cripples and leaves you sickFearing and Fiending shit you can't see or haveLove is a dummy moveThat step for those with no flareYea, you know those love drunk foolsThe ones under the influenceIntoxicated by owningLater to be devastated by knowingThis many years and you wake to one faceUnderstanding and demanding that fate is yours to shapeFoolish to the rulesUnderstanding absolutely nothingDemanding like a fucking junkieBetter yet you play the flunkieFollow the peopleSad to SAYThe LOVE STORIESThe CHIVALRYThe ROMANCEAll that shit fades awayDead and gone old newsLike the Weather Report from yesterdaySee nice guys finish lastIf they get the chance to finish at allThe gunner and front runners lock the wives with their ballsSOLove is for pussiesOnly damaged goods hereNo love storiesNo romanceOnly trials and fucking fearLoving with a passion only brings tearsIn return guns are drawnThe red sea marks the handsTestosterone versus TESTOSTERONEStreaming with love like a fucking clone...I take a break and scan a few customers.Then you text me a face.I remember my dream...So I wake up in the moreAll smiles on my faceThe love of my life is laying beside meCaressing me chest to faceSo I motion down to kiss your headPucker my lips to plantThen butterflies disperseNow all I see is redI feel spiders on my headWhere i laid to restThis is now a major messA sea of mud and worms slide and glide against my backBeetles biting at my fleshSnakes slither toward my neckI open my mouth to scream and slugs spew from my tongueMy head turns to gagThe slug slime rolls backI choke and blood pulses through my noseI feel my intestines flipNow i speak from my butt holeTears roll down my faceA beetle bites upward through my shoulderI just dont understandIm supposed to be in loveIts not supposed to be cold hereI feel my life fadeThen i awake to My BEAUTIFUL DUTCHESSPanting at my side.She licks away my tears .Then i notice marks on my arms.Was my dream really a dreamOr was my life really at risk of harm...No more remembering.GAME OVER!!!!
My BLOODLINE DOESN"T SUPPORT THAT LOVE SHIT!?!?!?!
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