I know nothing of love,
The kind that makes your heart sail like a dove,
I once thought that it was true,
But I now know that was nothing that new.
I don’t know anything of love.
I know something of lust,
It’s the thing that drives us not to trust,
On broken promises and lies, ever when it's unwise,
A new way to get their high,
I know something of lust.
K@ March 6, 2008
I know it needs work, but this is just an inital draft.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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