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My Love

All old souls were trees,

In the Garden of Edan,

Pained not by the taking of fruit,

As humans we learn as they loot,

 

Take nothing but what you need,

Bee my baby, be my greed,

Its your love I must feed,

I'll be a poet indeed,

 

Love is not the answer,

Love is the question,

For you my love im tested,

For you my love im arrested,

 

Dont question anything at all,

Question nothing, answer my call,

I love you and nothing more,

I love life itself, you whore.

◄ On the run

My day today (Pressure and Bullshit) ►

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