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Jan 2014
inhuman.....to Lust.....
So I have no choice but to desire you...
Greed....
I want all of you....
Gluttony..
Even when I've had enough...
Lazy...
I'll take my good old time...
Angry...
If you leave me....
Envy...
What ever has your time...
Proud..
To say You're all mine.....

You will be the Life in me.....
The Love in me...
The Death of me...
For this is what love causes me to do...
Inhuman things...
that I just can't control...
Because I was born in the world...
But you hold my soul....
Seven ways to heaven....
I'll die without the 8th...
For these are all inside my body...
But for Love I had to wait...
So Inhuman...
Written by
Quentin Briscoe
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