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I was always meant to follow
I was always meant to follow,
my own boy with the looks of Apollo.
And though I knew it would lead to my death,
I kept returning to his bed.
For in his eyes and body I saw a reflection,
of the long lost Hellenic perfection.
I closed my eyes for fate and destiny,
and pulled him even closer to me.
And even though I knew I’d lose him in the end,
in my heart, he would forever be more than a friend.
So I continued my never ending deceive,
holding firm to my passionate belief.
my own boy with the looks of Apollo.
And though I knew it would lead to my death,
I kept returning to his bed.
For in his eyes and body I saw a reflection,
of the long lost Hellenic perfection.
I closed my eyes for fate and destiny,
and pulled him even closer to me.
And even though I knew I’d lose him in the end,
in my heart, he would forever be more than a friend.
So I continued my never ending deceive,
holding firm to my passionate belief.
Published 22nd Mar 2010
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