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Breathing Life
I never sought to kiss you on the lips;
But, merely want new life breathed into you;
I'd fill you with such heat, hell fire hits
You hard; it burns with passion that I knew
You were so capable of; before long,
I realised your body was aflame;
You've burned me with deep sadness; was that wrong
By standards that could focus all the blame
On you? You're strong, salacious and in charge;
Or should they seek to pin it all on me?
I lit the tinder freely, by and large,
So, ought to take responsibility
For wanting every fuck you had to give,
Before you died and left me here to live.
But, merely want new life breathed into you;
I'd fill you with such heat, hell fire hits
You hard; it burns with passion that I knew
You were so capable of; before long,
I realised your body was aflame;
You've burned me with deep sadness; was that wrong
By standards that could focus all the blame
On you? You're strong, salacious and in charge;
Or should they seek to pin it all on me?
I lit the tinder freely, by and large,
So, ought to take responsibility
For wanting every fuck you had to give,
Before you died and left me here to live.
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