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Turn and face the other way, which away
From the false pretense for something so fleeting
And fleeting it should be, it's really not worth
Losing such sanity and other normalcy that comes
With ones life that is bestowed upon by, the goodness that comes from Him
And he did not mean for the heart to break
And he did not mean for the feeling to hurt
But as the imperfect souls that wander such ground
We stay grounded by the imperfections of love
so why should we stay in slave to the feeling
And why should we stay in slave to such ruling
The feeling is not worth the safety of one's self
When a feeling that's felt should really be a feeling that's passing
A strike of an imperfection that rules within its own govern
That knows not what it hurts and has no heed for any caution
No need to feel the feeling of love
For it's a waste of time and a waste of effort
To re-iterate it's a waste, please focus on the more meaning
Like for the betterment of oneself and one's fellow man
Fuck a love
Really
It's not worth it
Fuck a heart
That pumps forth a feeling
And fuck me for feeling this way
I'm here to finally stand up and bring on the callous
Protect the most precious from such risk so great
Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck you love
You really don't deserve me
Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck you love
You really have out stayed your welcome
Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck you love
Never will I succumb to such
Fuck Fuck Fuck
FUck you love
Never will I allow you to reach me again........

i can not believe this got slept on...
it's amazing, i'm sorry that disappointment, pain, and hurt were the cause of it...but that doesn't change the fact that it's a great piece
these lines, oh i can't tell you how i have felt that way, not to say that i know the extent or level of hurt that would make you write this but from my perspective i have felt things that make me identify so completely, nice Rich

I sat here at the computer, tooth brush in mouth, reading till I was about to gag on the ammount of spit that was forming in my mouth.
An assault on my dental hygiene!

Fuck love for real...
Life without love is dying, but is being IN love really living?

WORD!..

lets start the anti-heart club...

I'm down.
I might steal that for a graffiti crew name. lol

haha thanks yall...and word, love's quite the bitch sometimes