Michael Smith - At This Very Moment

Love.
Is indeed a killer.
And if your lucky.
It's an upsetting rollercoaster thriller.
I hate love.
The stupid four letter word.
Define love for me.
The meaning is hurt.
Also depression.
Never getting anywhere when trying.
Only following regression.
Might as well, kill me.
At this very moment,
Cause love might do it faster.
And more painfully, if I would've known it.
This isn't bad luck.
Or an evil spell.
Love isn't from angels.
It's brought straight from hell.
So yeah, I hate love, It's never worked for me.
Only giving me bad times.
Love just let me be!

Michael Smith

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