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When you love someone who feels like the flu,
roll yourself into a tight little ball.
plunge in a puddle of broken glass you!
Large and fat pile of flesh, don't you dare stall!
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For pain is forgotten with stronger pain.
Don't you wish to rid yourself of the stink
That pierces at the moment of disdain!
Hurt yourself lunge your head into the sink!
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Crush your heart out of your chest expel it
With the hatred that is afforded you.
Stomp on what is left and onto it spit
Blood and mucus and phlegm, they are more true.
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What is love without the hurt, just a lie,
Need not be difficult if you just try.
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