The End of the Begging


You were what I wanted.
You were what I needed.
We were socially excepted.
We were policitally incorrect.
We fell into the fire.
We danced around the flames.
Who knew we could be so wreckless.
Who knew we could be so tame.
We ended in the name of sovereignty.
We ended in the name of love.
That time of destructive habits.
That time of beautiful love.

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