“At a certain point in his life, he realized that he would always be in pain
So the best thing for him was to get used to this beautiful feeling.
He embraced pain, made it an everyday emotion
He then realized that he couldn’t live without it
It’s better to be dependent on something that is readily available, than something that isn’t
Like Love.”
Dear Hate
TO OBTAIN THE RIGHT ANSWER ONE SHOULD ASK THE RIGHT QUESTION
What makes you so higher and mightier?
Who do you think you are?
First of all, the question should be
Who do you think, is you?
Addressing my singular form in assuming
I need to be put in my place again
If that was your question
Then my response would have been;
Who do you think you people are?
Cause if you knew the true answer to that question,
You wouldn’t have asked that inferior one.
But I won’t hate like you and transmit negative emotion
The dark forces will have to feast on your auras, not mine
Mine is similar to that of a new-borns
No serpent can do it any harm
But please don’t misinterpret this wisdom
And try this at home
ill visit you in the casualty room
With another poem
And ask you what the fuck you were thinking
Yours Lovingly
Beloved
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