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Lion with no Guilt
Waiting for a real man is hard to do
I have to though, I dare not move
The jackals are out; the buzzards are too
Waiting to devour what I have to offer you
My heart has been thrashed; the blood has been spilt
Like an antelope slain by a lion with no guilt
How does it rejuvenate? What is the cure?
My heart comes back; again by death is lured
My soul is murdered slice by slice
All due to what his eyes enticed
So many tricks from the fox that is sly
So many words that just form lies
"I love you" he whispers before he flees
Infecting my heart like a thousand wasp stings
My heart has been thrashed; the blood has been spilt
Like an antelope slain by a lion with no guilt
hey! i really like this. it reads well. i feel your pain though. Love sucks sometimes but the good times overshadow the bad and that's what makes it worth it. good job on this. ~Jason