Birth, Games, Religion, Love, Sex, Death
I told you I loved God.
You said, That’s nice.
I told you I hated games.
You said, Let’s play.
I told you I was born to write for you.
You said, See if I care.
I told you I’d kill and die for you.
You said, No you wouldn’t.
I told you I loved you.
You said, I care about you, too.
You lied.
I told you I didn’t want only sex; It didn’t mean much to me.
You said, Me neither.
You lied again.
You were
my birth
my hope
my dreams
my life
my passion
my love
my death...
Forgive me for giving love with my passion,
But sex is one thing you shall never get from me
Without love.
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