If it wasn't for my curiosity,
I would have never of sold the body of my love to the demons of the world for them to get intimate with,
for them to fornicate with.
curiosity kills,
but he was still the
sweetest
piece
of
sin.
I give it up,
I gave my love virginity away
to the seeds of Adam.
The ones that woman was made from the dust of
I need cleansing,
I want what I once had back
If I knew I would have never of
played in loves playground,
and this is all because
of my curiosity.
By Cheyanne Ntangu
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 8:55 PM UTC
If it wasn't for my curiosity,
I would have never of sold the body of my love to the demons of the world for them to get intimate with,
for them to fornicate with.
curiosity kills,
but he was still the
sweetest
piece
of
sin.
I give it up,
I gave my love virginity away
to the seeds of Adam.
The ones that woman was made from the dust of
I need cleansing,
I want what I once had back
If I knew I would have never of
played in loves playground,
and this is all because
of my curiosity.
By Cheyanne Ntangu
This is a re-vamp of my poem love virginity, I shorten it and picked my favourite section
