Love is Pain

Legendary lilac love's lullabies lament lasciviously lacerating lessons learned long ago, lackadaisical lack of depth laboriously led to the loss of ladylove.

Overzealous omnipotence obscures others' options of overcoming odds, your obese objectification once obligable obliterated our obsessions, occulting obsoleteness.

Vindictively vindicating vapid venom vehemently veered via voluptuous vengefulness, vaguely vaccinating villains and heroes like the Valkyrie.

Eager endeavours earnestly entertained, eternally everlasting evil exuded externally erasing excitement exponentially everyday.

Ignorance induced into increasingly ignominious incompetence instead of idealistic inheritances, in your eyes iodine irrigated irreverently invoking the invited invisibility of me.

Sensually slaking stupor's selfish self-concerning scandals, storybook enchantment seductively slew your self-righteousness asunder.

Proprietary presumptions prevailed, proving petulant precociousness preyed upon your Palestine, painfully prescribing poison that was prone to parliamentarian partiality.

Arrogance always achingly altered your autonomy, angering angels and archenemies alike, auburn austere artistry assumed your aura would achieve applause, and not abomination ad nauseum.

Imagination involuntarily improved interpersonal interactions, ignoring irreconcilable differences in identities; irrationality increased irritability until it was intertwined with indifference.

Negligence narcoleptic nuances needlessly non-fulfilled the necessities of nostalgic nations and their naivety, never again will I allow nonentities to narcissistically nurture my Narnia's noble narrative.