the fee binds him, he just cant have a shallow free-mind when
realizing something other than a shadow’s behind him
a young girl; this brunette whore, whom his feelings immense for
even when shes next door his hearts still beating against her’s
with the thirst of his first love, he’d go any distance for pleasure
the instant he met her he promised to be with her forever
as her red paint-brush lips were quickly making him a art
that was amazing in the start, now breaking them apart
to the point of no return, but this one geeks a cold dude
a bold mack that’ll go back whether or not hes suppose to
but shes moved on to another, a female lover.. he sees this, its clear
dripped in tears, hes hit with fears that maybe the bitch is queer
his nerves have burst, prolly wouldn’t if he had heard of her
turns into a murderer and burns them with the furniture
the rooms up in flames, the whole scenario was something lame
but stuck with blame, he feels a huge amount of fucking pain
because he loved her, but also cause of a pact he made
that no matter what, mad or fucked.. he’d treat her ass the same
with love that is, mostly hug and kiss.. plus caress through town
his first words, not meant to hurt her were “I’ll never let you down”
dishonest, he broke his promise, or so it seems at first
thinking deep gives birth to a way for him to keep his word
so amongst the fire, noone on earth could call him liar
he picks her corpse up and holds her till hes engulfed in fire
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