Sickening sweet like syrup and honey thie words that gush from our pens when we are in love - or at least when we think we might be. Love of life, love of family, love of fellow man — yeah love of fellow man — that engaged my harmones a great deal as I battled will and desire. Mostly I lost, but then — Ah the poetry… Just remember, my heart’s gushing’s = my poetry. If you want something for your sweety, go write it yourself, it will mean more.

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