The Love of Gum

To love feels really nice and all
and gum is fun to chew
but gum's endurance is too small
and love's not always true.

Just like gum, love sticks around
and you want it to be pure.
Even though it gets thrown down
it tries to endure.

When you love you can get hurt
and the flavor disappears.
As it grinds into the dirt
the end is getting nearer.

As it goes with the passing of time
I continue to wonder how long you are mine.

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