LUST
I want him, I want him so bad
But why I wonder, does he look so mad?
Its not because I killed his beloved is it?
All I asked him to do was to commit
Or maybe it’s because I burned his house
It was just sitting there near the south
He hates me, he hates me so bad
So why I wonder, am I so glad?
I know why;
It’s a word I thrive on, a word I love
A feeling I cannot simply shove
It’s something I don’t want to do; but I must
I know what it’s called
It’s called lust
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