Olivia. You love as i do,
you live only because i want you to,
give me your moneym and your poor reasoning,
for i said: 'give me fire! fire! fire!
drench me in the waters of Eden'.
At night i hear you breathing, as i sleep
on beds of roses, with the rats, and the
lice, the regs - the bunch of posies
which wards of Lord death
and all his offerings of heaven.
I am forever in your debt and in your prison
sipping water from your cups, i sip
your poison, and it slips,
laughing all the while it falls free
oh witch, you cast your spells,
for they, for they will never work there ways on me.
Please tell me what you think
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you have stolen my breath.
that is all I can say.
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