Analogy Poem

When I think of a durian, 

I can see your proud, heavy attitude.

I can smell your stinky rotten heart.

I can feel your sharp tongue of ego.

I can can taste your bitter age of anger.

When I think of an apple,

I can see your bloody cunning eyes,

I can smell your green colour soul,

I can feel your poisonous words down my throat,

I can taste your body stuck in me uncontrolled.

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