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Ain'T Love Grand ?

The night had just begun to fall. I never knew you felt this way at all. The things you said I had never heard. How could it hurt they’re only words. These words had teeth and a painful bite. And the way she used them was to her delight. Spouting such painful and hurtful things. As I looked at her I envisioned fangs. The words she used would make a sailor turn red. And why did she say I wish you were dead? What caused this fight, this lovers spat. I know she’ll blame me she’s good at that. Is this what all couples go through. If this is love it wreaks of pooh. Just six more days and we’ll be married a week. One more like today and it may be divorce I seek. I think maybe she’s calming down her face is not quite as blue. Now she says she loves me, what do I do? Well she turned out the light and gave me a kiss. Is this what they mean by married bliss? Goodnight all!

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