They Crave Love Poem by Madrason .

They Crave Love



They Crave Love



If love is but a mere repeatedly frustration
there comes a time when things don't rhyme;
a curse such as this feeds automutilation,
a knife cuts fine fibers untíll life will chime
and escapes this impregnate........damnation



Madrason

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