L.U.V.

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  • Lost Love

    L.U.V.

    Imagine an unlovable beast
    Imagine an intolerable fiend
    Imagine an indifferent being
    You’ve been imagining me…

    I can’t be loved; not because I don’t want it
    But because no one’s done it
    All I get is pity: love devoid of soul
    I’m like Flava Flav with none of the gold

    Deeper and deeper into an abyss I stare
    Knowing the beast and false prophet are there
    Sometimes I wanna just descend anyway
    I’m just two slit wrist lengths away

    But then I realize that’s retarded
    There’s a reason my retardation had started
    I was never to have love just pity
    I can live with that as long as it’s spelled: “L.U.V.”

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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