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Too Much Love Will Kill You



A drink a day
A shot a day
Like a love a day,
But too much love will kill you,
It’s no lamentation of lost love
It’s neither memory nor a story
It’s all dependency, all everywhere,
As of a slave to its master
As of a day’s call for its vile thrill,
A drink a day
A shot a day
More drinks and more shots
And it matters not, a day or a night,
A day or a night or twenty-bloody-four hours
And too much love will kill you
And if you don’t die, you live no more. 

 —concluded.




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