I must continue a journey
of needless words of sang
our brains are deep fried
in our skull they are left to hang

Perfection dipped in dough
made of love and envy
over cooked in a beauty
too surpressed to see

Our hearts are meaningless
suteed to a juice
screaming of love
left behind of no use

Hate is scrambled
into a firey hell
then found in jealousy
its sold out to sell

Suspended love
drys in the looms of lust
most wanted by two
yet in marriage left to rust

Ive been waiting too long
for this forsaken treasures
made of heaven
to deep darken into pleasures
 
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