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.

The End

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