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Love, Part 1
My friends often tell me
“I’m in love, in love!”
But tell me brother, sister
What is love?
Is it those butterflies inside of you?
Those aching moments
Where you wish they were with you?
Those hours you spend dreaming
Wishing you had the courage
Those periods throughout the day
Wishing they held your hand?
Then I’ll tell you now
That is not love.
Love is much deeper
Like a bottomless pit
Love rips you apart
It hows the worst in us
Hatred
Jealousy
It strips us down to the core.
It makes us disabled
Idiotic, immature, selfish
It ruins us.
Love is disgusting
Our faces become mangled
Our hearts blackened and bubbling
Black, oozing out pus and crusting over
Like a smoker’s lung
We are torn away from our loved ones
Our time
Our hopes
Our nursed dreams
We are left with nothing.
Tell me, is that what you are feeling?
Your so called love?
Love is not beautiful
Love will turn you inside-out
And leave you for the vultures
That will eat your rotting flesh
With delight.
My friends often tell me
“I’m in love, in love!”
But tell me brother, sister
What is love?
Is it those butterflies inside of you?
Those aching moments
Where you wish they were with you?
Those hours you spend dreaming
Wishing you had the courage
Those periods throughout the day
Wishing they held your hand?
Then I’ll tell you now
That is not love.
Love is much deeper
Like a bottomless pit
Love rips you apart
It hows the worst in us
Hatred
Jealousy
It strips us down to the core.
It makes us disabled
Idiotic, immature, selfish
It ruins us.
Love is disgusting
Our faces become mangled
Our hearts blackened and bubbling
Black, oozing out pus and crusting over
Like a smoker’s lung
We are torn away from our loved ones
Our time
Our hopes
Our nursed dreams
We are left with nothing.
Tell me, is that what you are feeling?
Your so called love?
Love is not beautiful
Love will turn you inside-out
And leave you for the vultures
That will eat your rotting flesh
With delight.
