Webster describes it , as intense affection.
But there's enmity where it's suppose to be.
You have always, been uncouth
to me since my youth.
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Suppressed these feelings long enough
to say that I'm filled up.
Emotional overload. The s!@# has hit the fan.
Fear or something continues to rule you, leaving
the puzzle scrambled. I rather gamble.
Considering how, miserable your life is.
Proven unhealthy too, just for you.
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To suppress any feeling long enough,
airtight, all bottled up.
You'll overload. It will hit the fan sooner or later.
Tust me. It'll hit the fan, hit the fan.
You'll overload. Trust me.
If you suppress feelings long enough,
airtight, all bottled up.
You'll overload.