Saturday, 3 December 2011

Sweet Rose



My sweet Rose
Mon cherie
Did you want to kiss me?
Did you want me to leave?

Your place
Your home
I didn’t mean to leave my heart
where I should only leave my money

You take me
You fuck me
You leave me
to decompose

Whilst I pay:
You’ll always be mine
Your thoughts are mine
Your body is mine
Your soul is mine

And when I’m gone:
My feelings remain
My love grows stronger
My heart beats faster
for my beautiful whore

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