I got this poem in my mailbox and I had to comment, man you wear your heart to your sleeve in this one and then you take the sleeve and insinerate into the burnt remains of love. It takes two to tango on the web of love, then you slip your tangeled as a black widows mark. Yeah I'm glad I never really loved another person
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I got this poem in my mailbox and I had to comment, man you wear your heart to your sleeve in this one and then you take the sleeve and insinerate into the burnt remains of love. It takes two to tango on the web of love, then you slip your tangeled as a black widows mark. Yeah I'm glad I never really loved another person