Love is like a pale plant
All rotten and unclean
Growing in the cellar
Of our deeper thoughts
Love is like a chainsaw
Ripping and destroying
Shedding blood on the walls
Surrounding our minds
Love is a black poison
Running through the veins
Of our ignorant bodies
All dark and decaying
Love is a barbed look
In our bleeding flesh
Filling our naive brains
With betrayal and lies