""Rotting Love""
To whom,
My love
My eternal hated foe
You are thou loathsome
Lower than the sewers of my abyss
Lower than the stinkweed that is cheese
Lowly, Lowly cheese
You are gruesome with ever rotting flesh
Grayed bleached hair, frazzled like metal wire
Corn cut nails, and rough blistered hands
You are pouty, demanding and yet yearning
You are rotting, spotting with green bloated blotches
You are the thorn in my side and are the stick beneath my feat
I loathe you, and passionately despise you
But for all that is worth I cannot erase you
For you have imprinted my mind
With a permanent and painful tattoo upon my heart

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