MY LOVE

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    MY LOVE

     

    my love is a drug

    that you are serving

    u want more and more of

    why r u seatin there it is one

    good stuff love u as much a girl

    want to drink mi thrist is killin me

    my love is like  red rose beatiful isn't

    it have sharp needles treated me right

    u won't get i'm very sweet if u really think

    about it. my love is sweet lust  u have never seen

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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