This poem is dedicated to a love that makes sense.
I do not want crap
I do not want to give hope less certain
I want what any reasonable natural his
chest tightness conscience deny
stunned undergoing road meaningless
never thought of this complexity
what it reasonably should have
Any talk that you realize
before later growing seeds hate
I want a simple good fine
before missing the minds of existing common sense
if you’re not going to humiliation
others do not make hard
control yourself, do not let the devil stoning cruel mind
so, before I tell you all
others want the best for your life
obviously it was not me
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