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There's something about love poems that makes me puke.

the overwhelming, automatic adoration the endless, nonsensical dedication the blinded, perfected intoxication

​That's not really me.

I need a balanced independence of mind with a little heart and soul unrefined and a life that isn't outlined.

There's something about my cynical poems that makes me puke.

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