I’ll be unfresh, stink and sore

So I won’t make love

With you anymore

As I walk out that door

Don’t tell me you don’t

Want me anymore

Oh what a surprise

The sea is on the shore

I don’t want to see

Your face anymore

So what about us

It was all abhor

So you don’t

Love me anymore

It was written

It was always a whore

Sitting on the beast

Begging for more

But oh one day

She’ll drop to the floor

Oh how glorious

I want some more

You want to know

What Leah looked for

Love and life

Beyond the open door

So I will wait

I will adore

Seeing your face forevermore

Love healing hearts,

Shirah Chante

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