Chaste the Whip
Chaste the Whip
Try to refrain and rebuild that Erosbridge
cold is the love moving from the flog
all someone adds moves into this fridge
harsh is this streetlife for a strayed dog
Many people are at contradiction
when they say they for love crave
their vita sexualis at damnation
when not hitted or hurt then they rave
Only the drive at will they lack
the first of social codes and rules
they seem to like it all to sack
in loneliness which makes them fools
An answer not mirrored is in sway
a feeling not responded to a lost
and every tick that time just nods away
just seems a pebble more this pond of cost
All someone else does is compensation
a mere attempt to avoid beloved to fail
not a boosting up your selfrelation
then, this love and friendship just another jail
Try to refrain and rebuild that Erosbridge
cold is the love moving from the flog
all someone adds moves into this fridge
harsh is this streetlife for a strayed dog
Madrason 07-02-2008
'If love is a gift at a closed door, than what will it be waiting for! '
Madrason 07-02-2008
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