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Submitted by xXHeartHeartbreakerXx

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What is this thing called love
I have not heard of it before.
Can you eat it?
Can you smell it?
What is this thing called love?
Can you tell me what it is?

Now that I know what it is
I wish I did not
This so-called love
It is not the money that this world revolves around
It is this horrid word called “love”
That word sickens me to no end
I do not believe in that word
Nor do I want to
That word “love” does not exist

When you say you love someone,
you do not mean it
You only say it to get what you want
Love does not exist
It is “lust” you talk about my dear friend

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