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We love you or atleast I think we do.

Who knows, the pro's and the con's of this relationship

its a love boat unlike that frightning ship, 

like a love boat drivin by proffesionals

the love we have is out of control,

and though im a troll, I still know you love me

pick pocketing people pressured by the pleasure

you keep me guessing and feeling clever, like a cleever

we seem to shaun the non-believer.. be it our families or should I say

fami---lies cause thats all the come from there mouth, your too young

you cant be in love..How do you know...you arent in my heart

faulted by our stars...all werewolf like twilight

your bright light lights my way, to begin every special day, I wake

to see your face..I must kiss....We like you,.No we love you

talking in 3rd person...and in multiple 

clearly my brain is off its meds...where are you..

I must be dead..waking up next to a fucking corpse...your eyes erode 

my eyes are close...out home is not gone....im all alone the fear I feel seems to be the same will I casted....

fighting for your love seems to have created this madness..hell would be better than this..

torture would be better than this...we are away from each other,

the days stick to one another, my lucky 4 leaf clover.....devoured...

guess its time to smell the flowers...and send them in regards...