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Dec 2016
Your love confronts me
Lust comforts me
I can't resist you
Your touch is sinful
But your voice is my redemption song

I know your voice all too well
It is the shackles on my hands and feet,
It is the bars in this cell
In my mind I was trapped
In this prison called hell
I have been sentenced to
By my darling angel
From Heaven you fell
But I cannot tell

Your sweet sinful harmonious tones
Only heaven knows the power it hones
Only hell sings along in your song
As I sit in this cell trying to right this wrong

To no avail to no avail
I've been sentenced to this madness
And there was posted no bail
No freedom from love
No freedom to love
Even though beautiful as a daisy
This love drives me crazy
Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne  Nigeria
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