False conspiracy
I will always love him...
You ask me to hate him,
And I try to,
I throw darts on him,
And I miss the target,
I kick and scream,
But I fall to his feet and cry,
I insult and spit, and even try to ignore him,
But I will ALWAYS fail,
Breakdown and fall,
Because I love him,
Because he lifts me up, everytime I fall.

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