{"sf1_id":1363236,"sf2_id":"elWW6MB1","title":"Dopamine","author":"Cons","words":69,"posted_at":"2018-08-27T18:13:00.000Z","tags":["PINGAS","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1363236-dopamine","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/elWW6MB1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e8/61/e86123ba-6532-4b2f-9549-bb3d7fe92f9f","description":"lub dub^1.797693134862315E+308","content":"Love is such a pretty blues,\n\nThere are downs, and ups, and all sorts of hues.\n\nLove is such a playful fear,\n\nA feeling that lingers, and sings a song, too hard to hear.\n\nLove is such an unbeknownst preposal,\n\nA mandatory lottery.\u0026nbsp;That, usually,\u0026nbsp;you lose, and\u0026nbsp;feel disposable.\n\nYes,\n\nLove is such a painful game,\n\nThough, if you win, you'll never feel the same.\n\n..and, honestly, I like my odds.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}