"Sex...life or death?"
Your so much to love.
With so little time.
The clock is ticking.
Running from life.
I swore you were the one.
Wanting to face you.
To hold you.
What could I do?
I gave you flowers.
Then waited for hours.
You did not show.
And I took the blow.
I know your love is sin.
Your the keeper of the reaper.
© JDL
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