heart torn between two lovers that temperate each other;
but were both distant
& caught in the fury of me.
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both temporary lovers, who soon discovered that
only what’s meant will be!
one, open & honest
& the other?
was too far to tell,
who seemed distant and immortal until..
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double the love like double cups.
im not ashamed, im poetry.
double or none,
who gives a ****?
are you afraid? thought you knew me..
behind bars like a prisoner to love.
he spit bars that are clinical,
what is love?
& he has heart, he ain’t sinister..
when i call he’s a minister giving me good love.