UnPoetia:The Apathy that is your Face

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I was in love once.


The gastric acid that burned my skin,


was highly unpleasant.


But isn't that what love is?


Just a world filled with gastric acid slowly eating away at your skin,


making you wonder how in the world you can rid yourself of this corrosive prison.


But alas, I escaped that grasp we call love.


And found myself exiting, rather painfully...


Into a round, white container filled with water.


Adu, adu. Crapping is such sweet sorrow.