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the ghosts of this love keep haunting me down
I lit a candle
I lit two candles
I lit seven candles
I slept under this red blanket
I wore a cross, that was bathed in holy water and bay rum
But still I succumb…
 

lies

i feel like a fool
(everyone has heard that before)
but its ironic as much as this pain hurts I cannot find the words to choose that reflect the gravity of this pain I feel right now

i want no desire for these worldly things
i want no desire for these worldly things
i pray that I have the strength to no longer want you
to no longer want to talk to you
to no longer want to be touched by you
to no longer want to be kissed by you
to no longer want to be ***ed by you
to no longer want to be made love to by you
to no longer want to please you
to no longer want to cook for you
to no longer want to clean for you
to no longer want to wash for you
to no longer want to to talk to you
to no longer want to pray for you
to no longer want to protect you
to no longer want to have memories of you
to no longer want to cry over you
to no long...

y?

y u pray that u have the strength to leave?
when I be praying that I got the power to make you stay
y u want to lay your head somewhere else
use those hands somewhere else
when I am here faithful
did you not hear me when I said I love you?