In reward for the consequence of an older boy's actions, he withdrew the dangling appendage
from the younger boy's lips.
It now seems to resemble a soaked cigarette that dispensed as ooze, which resembled an
empty jar, a database he used every time his teacher would call him on the activities period.
And from then on, he would always remember the horrid bitterness it leaves in your mouth.
In the poem that started out, most events of sequence, though with the beginning, distorts
the development.
What was their first entanglement?
Had to self-reconfigure it.
So much love falling sadly into, turn, turn in, which entrap, face we win, anymore here,
live on love, irrelevant, is what that love, to be so.
So, the love that was, is, irrelevant, love don't live here anymore, when we face,
turn, turn in, which entrap, face we win, anymore here, live on love, irrelevant, is what that love,
entrapment, which in turn, turned, into the sad quality, love, which soon, reconfigured,
self, it has, entrapment, for it was, relevant, the, to, discourse, began with the, sequence
of events, most, I, started, this poem, the end.
I don't love you anymore, it was you I used to adore, but being with you has become a
chore, and I can't take it anymore, and what was, has all been for, the wolves await you
at the door, the way you talk is such a bore, I hope you shut up before I snore, you ham-faced
little *.
Isn't it obvious?
Then you mean nothing to me, I love the glory now disgraced, it'd be better to slap your
face, my wealth of interest has grown poor, just so you are sure, I don't love you anymore,
I just don't love you anymore, I don't love you anymore, if just to hold you close, I
don't love you anymore.

It's clear, dear.
It's clear, dear.
The finale.
Let me be.

Let me be.
The end.
Thank you.
Thank you.