Life can be so dull, so painful to endure,
how can it be survived by a man alone?
All that is wanted is a feeling so pure,
Will such elation be forever unknown?
Must the timeworn evil of grades, money or
the heinous isolation of the outcast
rule our lives so completely, must it be a chore?
Is there anything that can give some contrast?
Then there you are, ending my melancholy.
Creating new worlds of imagination
upon the screen cannot be a felony.
All the grief of my problems face cessation.
Zombies, aliens, chainsaws and even love,
although critics may think you unworthy of.
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