Utter something smelling of you,
Drop all my tears down,
Shake my fate to the extent of death,
Charge a remarkable blame on my destiny,
Cut off my throat that will never speak of you,
Forget my name,
Tread over it for another one’s fame,
Rhymes get polluted in face with your presence,
Count the number of heart-beats that grind your incredible being,
Slay my very blood and soul,
Massacre me as a whole...
Written by
Ok-Em
for the sake of my secret love
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