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Heartbreak:
A Picnic
Just good friends
Unrequited
Crushed
Anaphylactic love:
Allergic to nuts..
But the doctor is foxy!
Wearing a ring...oops.
When you walk away
My heart is hurt with sadness.
I am crushed by love.
this time the earth moved
during her big O; only..
a little too much
I'd rather go through
Childbirth a thousand times than
Fall in love again.
roses become thorns
right before your eyes they change
then love becomes pain.
Being in love is like
an endless spanking machine
my butt's rosy red
I’m a nut for love
But the big O crushes me
Two now becomes One
What's O without X?
Risking pain for joy to make
X O X O X
Our lunch was lovely.
But when I have a big crush
I don't mean like this.
Have you seen the news?
No, why? Did something happen?
Headline reads: LOVE KILLS
the strings in our hearts
worn and torn by desire
bent but not broken
A Philly picnic
She not only broke his heart
But his nuts also
He tried romantic.
But, he regrets not making
a reservation.
you drop the "L" bomb
as we "O" . C'est la "V", men
will never learn, Eh?
lunchtime rendezvous -
a loaf of bread, jug of wine,
and, O, how tragic!
pb loves her j
the first cut is the deepest
inseparable
Valentine's dinner
Sweetie was there without me
Love can be Evol
Love just makes you nuts
But now it's peanut butter
Sad how things turn out....
O, you have fallen.
Crushing myself and my love.
Our picnic is ruin'd.
Broken and injured
Marred, hurt, crushed by your words
Love hurts more each day
O you big letter,
proving what we were discussing - love can be deadly.
Oh I see your point,
Unrequited peanut shell
We are just good friends
We're not ment to be
At least I die in your arms
It only hurt little
Once I wished for love
now I only wish for pain
your love destroyed me
I waited for you
Thousands of the "little death"
My time was in vain
your love was so grand
Le petit mort by your hand
be gone from me now
Not pleasure, but pain
Eventually, love dies
And I am left hurt.
You crushed my spirit
Along with my hopes and dreams
Your "love" has killed me.
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