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Artist JoeMac
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The Petty Love Poem

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I wish someone would’ve told me how bad love can hurt sometimes, that literally feels like a knife got put into the base of your spine and instant paralysis occurred, I would say that is for the birds, but even them fools can fly away when they need to get away, so what did I do as a human, I consumed my emotions for breakfast, said *** lunch and I drunk my tears for dinner, I slept with no covers with the fan on high to freeze my heart so that would never pump another woman’s love into me, to be all honest, I was ***ed up, and if I’m ***ed up, I want you to be ***ed up, so to the girl that broke me down, I hope you fall down a flight of stairs, hit each one for all the hits you took at my manhood, I hope your next boyfriend ***s you with a that has aids on the tip, I hope you best friend sucks my off and talks to you, so with each word you can smell my pisitivity on her breath, I’ll never wish death on you, but I hope like hell that spirit within you dies, I hope you cry at your thoughts, I hope a homeless man hits you with his buggy because you standing on his sidewalk, I hope you get pregnant by the ugliest alive and they mistake your baby for a crossbreed of an antelope mixed with an ape, I hope you know I’m straight, I hope that on your next wedding day that reveals that he’s gay, and that his best man is really his best man, and just for s and giggles, I hope he kisses that on the altar in front of you, I hope someone puts corn oil in your gas tank, I hope the next weave you get in your hair has lice and roach eggs in it, I hope when you , your magically sews up and you can become constipated by the same bull you spewed out in your relationships, this is what they call, the petty love poem

 

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