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Bitter To Love
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Withered Roses It's impossible to Love,
While your veins runs with hatred,
It's impossible to Love,
While your tongue is renowned with bitterness,
Its abundance indwells anew in you,
You despise just about everything,
You're incapable of Loving,
You don't even know the meaning of the word 'Love',
Yet you just say it without fault,
What do you Love, yourself??
Please stop filling your head with such nonsense,
Better yet don't fool yourself!!!
