No More Love Poem

NO MORE LOVE POEM “”..... Ander her picture when she cut her wrists and so the kid saw the picture and his prick went Whoop Whoop Whoop,,,” - Trantino. The Great Blafigria Is. “ … For I dream I know not how¡ And my soul is sorely shaken Lest an evil step be taken,- Lest the dead who is forsaken May not be happy now.” -The Bridal Ballad. Edgar Allan Poe Please Stop. I don’t want falling in Love & being pretty smart O mamma mia. When the Train is Gone I thrower in motion: I don’t hit the nail on the head¡ I’m going wild against the Wall Slap-up meal. My brain’s been ****ed When yr love is come Toot toot Damn ***** ate my dog. Then haemin’s yr Ass: Love is a silly thing Fancying that All over the place And to die Of a broken Heart, ja, ja ja. Hey captain¡ Hey captain¡ My arm chaplain is incapable. Hey Captain¡ Hey Captain¡ I think we’re gonna cum In the twinkling of an eye: The end of the love Lies inside you¡ Do you know Do you see: All lovers are Rapier pigs bastard Gentlemen of rape Looking out at all rissoles In the churches’ streets & saying: ” let me darkle Or let me daze”. With Langston Huges’ motto As we live and learn: “Dig and be dug In return” No more Love Poem Darkly Vampire. Carry me to Yr Black Ritual Of bloody Love Leaning lip-poised. We tremble to receive The darkly ****ing Eucharistic To touch Perceive Touch Explore And yet with utmost Sinful care Slide Melt Devour. The *****Cock And Chicken In the head of lustful night Carry me.