not forgotten that hurts, is love, that we eat like whores in starved termites.
hear every day that love is like the wind that comes and goes. But no, fuck that's a lie.
Wind warning before reaching for the leaves of the trees move and listen waving flags. Love comes without warning, like a fucking tank pulling down the back door of Imaginarium. Arrives, it is, destroys everything, spread all members of your body, travels to leave no witnesses, no one resists, he commands it controls, when inside you, is everything and you can not help it.
love when you is not like the air that gradually things are returning to normal, gradually the leaves lie ... no love is not like the wind. Love ... after infecting your body, mind and soul, having been all you knew, everything you wanted ... without warning, your being sprayed with a gas can, and when it comes to the door, make a cut sleeve, smile As a teen slut Father's Day ... light a match, and as the love away, you will eat inside, burning alive.
BUILDER
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