Love

She’s bad for me,
Brings out the
Worst in me,
Makes me do
Horrible things…
She’s gonna
Fucking kill me.

And I wouldn’t
Want to die
Any other way.

16 responses to “Love”

    1. thank you

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  1. That’s the spirit my bro. If she’s too cute to pass up and the stoner sex & supply is out of this world, then what doesn’t make you stronger kills you. Or is it the other way round? Lou da best.

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    1. haha that’s a great comment, thank you for reading!

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      1. yeah, i know that lovely feeling, sometimes deceptive, of having a girlfriend

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  2. Ah I feel this poem way too much. Beauty πŸ™‚

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    1. thank you, those are kind words

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  3. ive really never been one to dance around the point … thanks for reading

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  4. My wife got cross because I didnt flush. She defriended me,poked me,stalked me,wrote all over my wall and even sent me a few nasty posts and texts and tweets. So I posted it on face book and got a lot of likes,freinds,tweets and pokes.

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    1. hahah this is one of the best comments ive ever received. thank you

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  5. Find what you love and let it kill you. Great stuff, Lou. Very Bukowski.

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    1. i guess i never saw this comment, but thank you for it. that is one of my favorite quotes

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  6. Damn! Okay I love your writing!!! πŸ’ͺπŸΎπŸ™ŒπŸΎ

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  7. thank you

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