His foot is on your throat.
Your visual attractiveness is no more bait for Him.
This trap was set for you.
"Intrude me, override, embrace and kiss for se7en times."
Now, He avoids your flesh.
The seventh time - it never comes. LOVE's gone, mistake was made.
Your soul He doesn't need.
You want this piercing pain to dwell in other guys. Go hunt.
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=516858
Рубрика: Лірика
дата надходження 13.08.2014
автор: Jonny Evilko