<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>So You Want Hear About Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well I want to see it.<br>I heard it had died.<br>What a bastard I am for not going to Love's casket side to mourn.<br>Died far back, <br>After seeing people did not matter to us knowing them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will pay my respects but I have never been to good at eulogies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cannot tell you in words what it meant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not that 'I' had it to lose<br>Never had it to miss.<br>My remembrance of it vague.<br>Stayed drunk through the most of it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A whore down the road swore she had seen it<br>But that was some cheap drug fueled beast she witnessed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The man who makes up for his lack of looks<br>Only by having an abundance of asininity, <br>and money, thought he had grasped it<br>Turns out he found the residue of what once was a decorous female.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All he had left was the fetid framework of where her soul had once been. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know what you call Love<br>But you never had it to know it by the look.<br>It died before we got to see Love's incandescent glow.<br>Before we felt Love's ardor come close to our skin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the best anyway I am cold enough as it is.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Raechael+Woodroof">Raechael Woodroof</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480219" data-title="So You Want Hear About Love de Raechael Woodroof" data-description="Well I want to see it. I heard it had died. What a bastard I am for not going to Love's casket side to mourn. Died far back, After seeing people did not matter to us knowing them. I will pay my respects but I have never been to good at eulogies...."></div> </div> </div>

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